Village Boy

I’m a village boy living in these village streets

Growing up I had to face responsibilities

The eldest born, my family depend on me

Headshot the industry and now I’m on a killing streak

This more than just a game, got masterful abilities

survival of the fit, you know the rules, it’s either him or me

Mortal Kombat, a fatality couldn’t finish me

I’ve traveled lightyears, I’m tryna go beyond infinity

I’m buzzing when they feeling me, higher than the ceiling be

Nice at this admittedly, I am the epitome

Try and get up into me, set fire to their bigotry

reflecting negativity, that’s why they never mirror me

Rewind the record, this a lesson in agility

Man, check the Method, got a sting like a killer bee

Crowns seem to fit on me, sharper than a guillotine

You already know where I’m from, I’m where the realest be

They couldn’t script a better picture boy

Where my people at? Yeah bring the noise

When one of us wins, we all feel the joy

Recognise you’re messing with a village boy

A village boy

A village boy

Hey I stay busy boy

you’re messing with a village boy

I see no changes

I wake up in the morning and I ask myself

Is life worth living should I blast myself?

How much longer they gon punish those who ask for help?

I’m coming for the dealer, ain’t feeling the cards we’re dealt

Yeah, spare me your sympathy

Keep your good intentions coz you’re serving inconsistency

Got no faith in the system they believe in so religiously

When it comes to success, I guess I see things differently

Everybody want that transformer money

But me I want that transform my community money

That we don’t have to rely on them coward dudes money

That build our own platforms, making power moves money

You know the reason, I’ma do what I have to do

Yo man I’m peaking, I am at a higher altitude

I’m never coming down you can keep the damn parachute

Go hard or go home’s the village boys’ attitude

Check the message, this ain’t about mass appeal

If you not from the village then I doubt you know how we feel

The writings on the wall, they run the game like track and field

If you poor, black or beige you getting screwed like a power drill

They talk about the West like we dumb, deaf and blind

But we’re schooled by the struggle so my people extra wise

Heavy lifters, we treat trouble like it’s exercise

Yeah I take my city with me, it never gets left behind