On the humble, make your whole empire crumble
On the humble, mi an de wicked gwaan rumble
On the humble, real bad boys move in silence
Nah whisper, nah mumble, mek dem bumba hol tumble on the humble
No need for arrogance
Meek, the earth is my inheritance
I speak, and get lifted by what's spoken
Crowd soaked in baptism, spirits broken
Souls mended, learned to take light and bend it
To cut stone and build pyramids for my kindred
Anything I say I defend it, yin an yang blended
The breath of change is long winded
Books recommended, thought sharp an splendid
Every light that shine gotta face dark to end it
The eyes are the windows to the soul, some are tinted
Sometimes lifelines on highways are segmented
The physical body is on lease or it's rented
You get a contract but it nah get extended
At times the agreement is verbal an nah printed
You realize you said it but never really meant it
Never the less, you gotta live to represent it
Or resent it and spend your days tormented
When you get the call, you fumble
Turnover, the lamb of the field is the lion of the jungle
On the humble, I'm a vessel, heaven sent it
This food for thought leaves your diet supplemented
Reality suspended, expelled by the superintendent
African descendant, John is astringent
I strengthen rather or not locks lengthen
I still plant the seeds for the thoughts that you're thinking
I got the sun, I got the water, if you're fertile
We'll grow and run the human race like that turtle
On the humble, make your whole empire crumble
On the humble, mi an de wicked ago rumble
On the humble, real bad boys move in silence
Nah whisper, nah mumble, mek dem bumba hol tumble on the humble
Truth be told, god is a woman
My vibe is so strong that you can hear me humming
Your collective subconscious had me summoned
To those who've been waiting I'm that good thing comin
Mi deh ya, mek emcee bow fi prayer
Yuh see mi, southern sound system soothsayer
And overnight you were overcome by this oversight
It's overdue, not over you but over mics
Over the years of expansion and contraction
At this moment supreme reaction becomes action
Push rappers into my gravitational pull
Exercise an appetite that's insatiable
It's a subsisting, self fueling desire
Ignited and back burners become brush fire
In the jungle, where the lion roared when he rumbled
Turnover, now Babylon system gwaan tumble
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