"The Rising Son Pt. 2" lyrics
R-Mean, Conway The Machine & Scott Storch Lyrics
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
R-Mean...
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Learned how to move in a room full of pythons
Till I started moving into rooms full of icons
Conquering lion, I walk into Zion with God in alignment
His strong soldiers who He shines His light on
The sun is rising at the horizon, the time has come
For me to bring the pain, you gon' feel the rain like a pile of ones
Head honcho? I crack a Don like the rising sun
Head honcho? I crack a Don like the Rising Son
Hate on him, you hate on yourself
Prayed for you on nights that he ain't even pray for his self
Homie a real one
Thorough till the last of his steps
Through the speakers, you can smell the cognac on his breath
I said a real one
You can feel his soul when he spit
Pain equivalent to passing kidney stones through your dick
Through the crack of concrete, he rose to uplift
Still, motherfuckers hoping that he quit
But you fucking with a real one
Hate on him? You truly just dumb
I'm the one, couldn't be more proud of who I've become
I said a real one
These other cats is just not me
If I had a son, I'd want him to be just like me
Homie a real one
You can feel him bleed when he spit
Pain equivalent to bullets in your spleen, you've been hit
I created this reality from dreams, it's a gift
Pay attention, it's Mean and The Machine in this bitch!
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
R-Mean
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
Talk to 'em!
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Who the fuck is this?
It's the Machine, I'm the next thing
We bring niggas to their death with a TEC squeeze
Ferrari SUVs, lots of SBs
My wrist and my neck is VS clean
Philippe on me, diamonds in the armband
Niggas turned powder money to a farmland
They got seeds in the feds for a long span
Dope got power like Gervonta's strong hand
Yeah, $3000 for the feet pieces
I conjure a verse, it's a heat seeker
I know the big Blood in Harlem, that's the B keeper
We will clear out your checks with the street sweeper
Yeah, it's Conway, the phenomenal
The run I been on lately is astronomical
Nigga play with me? Got a shit bag on his abdominal
My man in the feds had his daughter on the conjugal
Real street nigga, even my mama know
Increased the murder rate, they saying we responsible
I'm from where you get shot, drive yourself to the hospital
Yeah, that Buffalo nigga did the impossible
(Get in yo' fucking bag, nigga, stop playing)
Yeah, that Buffalo nigga did the impossible
Turned a pot of boiling water to a pot of gold
Lambo yacht out in Monaco
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
R-Mean
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
Talk to 'em!
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Never made it
Never made it
The cleanest, meanest
R-Mean...
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Learned how to move in a room full of pythons
Till I started moving into rooms full of icons
Conquering lion, I walk into Zion with God in alignment
His strong soldiers who He shines His light on
The sun is rising at the horizon, the time has come
For me to bring the pain, you gon' feel the rain like a pile of ones
Head honcho? I crack a Don like the rising sun
Head honcho? I crack a Don like the Rising Son
Hate on him, you hate on yourself
Prayed for you on nights that he ain't even pray for his self
Homie a real one
Thorough till the last of his steps
Through the speakers, you can smell the cognac on his breath
I said a real one
You can feel his soul when he spit
Pain equivalent to passing kidney stones through your dick
Through the crack of concrete, he rose to uplift
Still, motherfuckers hoping that he quit
But you fucking with a real one
Hate on him? You truly just dumb
I'm the one, couldn't be more proud of who I've become
I said a real one
These other cats is just not me
If I had a son, I'd want him to be just like me
Homie a real one
You can feel him bleed when he spit
Pain equivalent to bullets in your spleen, you've been hit
I created this reality from dreams, it's a gift
Pay attention, it's Mean and The Machine in this bitch!
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
R-Mean
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
Talk to 'em!
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Who the fuck is this?
It's the Machine, I'm the next thing
We bring niggas to their death with a TEC squeeze
Ferrari SUVs, lots of SBs
My wrist and my neck is VS clean
Philippe on me, diamonds in the armband
Niggas turned powder money to a farmland
They got seeds in the feds for a long span
Dope got power like Gervonta's strong hand
Yeah, $3000 for the feet pieces
I conjure a verse, it's a heat seeker
I know the big Blood in Harlem, that's the B keeper
We will clear out your checks with the street sweeper
Yeah, it's Conway, the phenomenal
The run I been on lately is astronomical
Nigga play with me? Got a shit bag on his abdominal
My man in the feds had his daughter on the conjugal
Real street nigga, even my mama know
Increased the murder rate, they saying we responsible
I'm from where you get shot, drive yourself to the hospital
Yeah, that Buffalo nigga did the impossible
(Get in yo' fucking bag, nigga, stop playing)
Yeah, that Buffalo nigga did the impossible
Turned a pot of boiling water to a pot of gold
Lambo yacht out in Monaco
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
R-Mean
Who the fuck is this?
The cleanest, meanest
Talk to 'em!
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Never made it
Never made it
