Friday, April 5, 2011
This is the song that made me love Kanye since his first album in 2004. This is also my favorite rap song because of J.Ivy verse.
We are all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math Cats think I'm delirious but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world
I'm trynna make it better for these little boys and girls
I'M NOT JUST ANOTHER INDIVIDUAL
MY SPIRIT IS A PART OF THIS, THAT'S WHY I GET SPRITUAL
But I get my hymns from him
So it's not me, it's HE THAT'S LYRICAL
I'm not a miracle
I'm a heaven-sent instrument
My rythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental
That’s why I'm instrumental
Vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte
I'm tryin to give us, us free like Cinque
I can't stop
That's why I'm hot
DETERMINATION, DEDICATION, MOTIVATION
I'm talking to you of my many inspirations
When I say I can't let you or self down
If I were on the highest cliff on the highest riff
And you slipped off the side and clenched on to your life in my grip
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math Cats think I'm delirious but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world
I'm trynna make it better for these little boys and girls
I'M NOT JUST ANOTHER INDIVIDUAL
MY SPIRIT IS A PART OF THIS, THAT'S WHY I GET SPRITUAL
But I get my hymns from him
So it's not me, it's HE THAT'S LYRICAL
I'm not a miracle
I'm a heaven-sent instrument
My rythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental
That’s why I'm instrumental
Vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte
I'm tryin to give us, us free like Cinque
I can't stop
That's why I'm hot
DETERMINATION, DEDICATION, MOTIVATION
I'm talking to you of my many inspirations
When I say I can't let you or self down
If I were on the highest cliff on the highest riff
And you slipped off the side and clenched on to your life in my grip
I would never, ever, let you down
And when these words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed with the language called
LOVE
That’s why my breath is felt by the deaf
And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I, too, dream in color, and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth
A touch of God rains out
Originally posted by Ms. Angela's Stuff at 11:24 PM
Angie's signing off for now...feel free to read me again! Until the Next time Stay Blessed and Humble. Peace!
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