"The Origin (Intro)" lyrics

"The Origin (Intro)"

Wow
Who would have ever thought?
30 years
You know them questions people ask?
If you can give your younger self advice, what would you say?
Especially when the older you made it over them hurdles that so many fell victim to
I'll say stay the course by any means
You from that cloth, kid
When you pass that 50 yard line and up there in age
You understand the natural transition of growth
It's what the process is

When purpose is prophesied your worth is monopolized
The birth every month on the first, the blocks alive
Hop in the ride with stash coke, weed smoke, half woke
With the hopes to never be broke
We spoke so you knew it, don't do it
But went through it so your soul got sent to it
Vent music, hear the tales of jail cells
The scales and L smells, the trail when all fails
Four males, one died, the other lied
The third fried, the fourth sort of survived
With no feelings, do or die
In my head I'm still hearing, do or die
Do or die kid
Word to mines, do or die
Still see my project building
It's what it's all about
Do or die kid
It's what it's all about


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