DESCRIPTION:
Rozco Kastaway- One Time
Beat produced by Alex megas, (non profit) promotional use only

Lyrics:

See victory in my eyes
Im Deaths pupil
Look at me see ur demise
Dont waste no time on devising no plan
Im going in blind
I know im proving in time
That i was chosen for this purpose
Am i worth it, im always on the grind
And if i dont deserve this
Then its certain Mandela wouldnt have died
The man that he is
Did i put enough work in
No question mark at the end
This world and I never blend
Always the outcast
The forecast
Brainstorm in your head
Never out classed
Im all over this beat
Like you were on Michael jackson
When he was the main attraction
My passion is deep
Comparison is the garden of eden
Even the roots above me
Im not a rapper im an artist
Paint my dreams through my teeth
A poet Damn right i owe it to God
So much suppressed emotion
This reality's flawed
Have u ever seen a child with a gun to his head
Stared into sockets where the white is now red
Dread filled, innocence dead
Led by evil with him
His surroundings are crimson
Forming a prison within
Mob affiliations and such
Running amuck
Gangbangers throw up their hand signs at the risk of some slugs
They justify it all with the chase for the buck
Were all slaves
Our bodies the trade
9-5s to get paid
Just enough to keep us from fading out
But ive had it from the matrix im signing out
They ask me how
they never listen
Just let this sink in
Im always thinking im pacifistic
Before i throw the left and go straight for the knockout
Like pacquiao
Never been nobody but the man in the mirror
Tell me does it make sense to change ur image to make them think that you realer
The make up dont make the woman
Its not about beauty but intellect
It culd be an intersect
But even an artist knows
Even though his painting is beautiful
More important is the message it sends
Can nothing make the man
But his pride and respect
Therefore i guess im self made
Not well paid
But now a days who is
I guess thats just the bizz
I guess the blueprint ripped
Time to grab my ink
And show them how far they floated from whAt real music is

Chorus
Throw your hands up in the air one time one time
If ur real lose ur mind
If ur feeling the vibe
Throw ur hands up in the air one time one time
Throw ur hands up in the
Throw ur hands up in the
X2

I know ima get it i know ima get it
Im drifting in and out of this city
My mental is tipsy
So tell me can u feel me now
That im going wild
Cuz aint no body gonna tell me how to do me
Till im ten feet deep underground
Provoking unspoken files that nobody bring out
Secret society the secrets out
They know ur around
Hope u dont put me in ur circle cuz i dont mess around
Im taking the crown
And then im taking the crowd
To direct them to the greener grass they been dreamin about
these cuffs aint sealing my mouth
Aint no tying me down
Cant put me behind bars ill stack the amout
Then drop em on a track to have the world jamming
Ima outta bounds
Difference is i stepped over the line the minute my parents heard its a boy arent u proud
Ever since my mentals been antagonist
At least in the world of ur leaders
So if ur wondering thats why im cast out

Chorus