[verse 1]
Yo, yo
Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
The soul music for the slaves that the youth is missin'
I'm more than just a slave, my youth was stuck in a maze
My soul was stuck in a daze that i barely call livin'
Grew up around the gospel with scriptures stuck in my sight
My momma raised me a prophet, i'm gettin' sick of the light
These coppas make it a problem, i live inside of a fright
That the crown that feels impossible be turned into a pipe dream
If i scream in silence, nobody can hear the shouts
The rain that keeps me growin' when i think i'm nearin' a drought
Dry lands with bloodstains, i walk around in the shot
Can't be numb when all this blood is caught by cowards at the top
They turned the vision into nickels and dimes, my niggas is cryin'
They left us on the streets, and you pretendin' it's fine
I live in these rhymes, i refuse to get with the times
Can't put power over people in these biblical times, i rest my spirit
[chorus]
I rest my soul
I rest my case, set my goals
Burn my weed, hit my lows
Give into the spirit when i list my woes
Put a prayer in the air, along with some smoke
My life ain't fair, and i lost hope
I found it where i lost it, on the side of the road
Hope my words help you find it too, but you hit low
[verse 2]
Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
A bridge for the kids who need the cross to ruthless riddance
They never taught us how to swim when they tossed us in the deep
I took losses to the chest so often, i couldn't breathe
My coffin's how i'm perceived, so soft, you wouldn't believe
I'm caught inside a garden on fire, these burnin' trees
Are fallin' at my feet, am i finally rid of pain?
With nothin' to follow me, i guess i'm livin' in these flames
Until a rope hung above, not to hang myself, i'm safe from hell
Jumped to it in a rush, it was made for help, the days i felt
The fire was a hug, was a lie for sale, my [?]
The feelin' of real love when i picked the pen up
When the phone pressed play, heard these stories, i would worry that nobody could relate
To the pain i felt growin' in my heart where i would lay
Gaze at the stars, and find a miracle
The god to my life would reside inside these spirituals, my nigga
[chorus]
I rest my soul
I rest my case, set my goals
Burn my weed, hit my lows
Give into the spirit when i list my woes
I put a prayer in the air, along with some smoke
My life ain't fair, and i lost hope
I found it where i lost it, on the side of the road