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Awakening Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Fresh
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Bobby Simmons, Jr.




Bobby Fresh - Awakening Lyrics
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As I evolve in bloom from my cocoon
Soul fist the sun and all praise the moon
Born king still yearn for glory
When you born to be a god a crown is merely a trophy
Buck 50 cross the face of facist
That chango is deep manic with the hatchet
Axe is telepathic imagine thick static
Go go gadget the ratchet to the masters
Instinct is Pathic bullet curve like bad bih
Spiritually galactic blast a automatic
That's filled with the ashes of demons That i mastered
If that bitch jam that's just my vices relapsing
Cot damn a nigga woke tho
Vibe on high and never low low
You see them niggas trying keep me on my toes bro
Nahhhh they don't really want smoke tho
Fear is made and self imposed
The biggest hater is a self manifested foe
And when think it you can overcome you very woe
I mean i mean tho just really tho level up change clothes
Baby
They don't want to see you get your crown
Neck deep in hate they want to see your dream drown
Boss up baby let them reap your essence
A Queen never leaves her throne to address peasants
Baby
Charge your crystals never dim your light
A beacon you will come torch burning all night
Sight beyond sight slashes over your third sight
Love it when you live right ? Righhhhtttt
Baby
Do your research before you speak
Ignorance is a choice made by the weak
Smarts never peak thirst outta control
Knowledge is only info until absorbed in the soul
Baby
Children of the lost cause our story was slain
Lineage of pain post traumatic in our veins
How can take pride in my family's acclaim
When we still bare our oppressors last name
Baby
I know I'm ranting up the I'm quite off
To the Queen that waiting on her king to payoff
We still keep in touch she just hit me on her day off
She never got that ring but she always in the slay offs
Cot damn a nigga woke tho
Vibe on high and never low low
You see them niggas trying keep me on my toes bro
Nahhhh they don't really want smoke tho
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As I evolve in bloom from my cocoon
Soul fist the sun and all praise the moon
Born king still yearn for glory
When you born to be a god a crown is merely a trophy
Buck 50 cross the face of facist
That chango is deep manic with the hatchet
Axe is telepathic imagine thick static
Go go gadget the ratchet to the masters
Instinct is Pathic bullet curve like bad bih
Spiritually galactic blast a automatic
That's filled with the ashes of demons That i mastered
If that bitch jam that's just my vices relapsing
Cot damn a nigga woke tho
Vibe on high and never low low
You see them niggas trying keep me on my toes bro
Nahhhh they don't really want smoke tho
Fear is made and self imposed
The biggest hater is a self manifested foe
And when think it you can overcome you very woe
I mean i mean tho just really tho level up change clothes
Baby
They don't want to see you get your crown
Neck deep in hate they want to see your dream drown
Boss up baby let them reap your essence
A Queen never leaves her throne to address peasants
Baby
Charge your crystals never dim your light
A beacon you will come torch burning all night
Sight beyond sight slashes over your third sight
Love it when you live right ? Righhhhtttt
Baby
Do your research before you speak
Ignorance is a choice made by the weak
Smarts never peak thirst outta control
Knowledge is only info until absorbed in the soul
Baby
Children of the lost cause our story was slain
Lineage of pain post traumatic in our veins
How can take pride in my family's acclaim
When we still bare our oppressors last name
Baby
I know I'm ranting up the I'm quite off
To the Queen that waiting on her king to payoff
We still keep in touch she just hit me on her day off
She never got that ring but she always in the slay offs
Cot damn a nigga woke tho
Vibe on high and never low low
You see them niggas trying keep me on my toes bro
Nahhhh they don't really want smoke tho
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Writer: Bobby Simmons, Jr.
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