1st Born
For The Realist (Good Morning)
Rise and Grind..
Thru the lies that are twined..
Use ya mind humankind...
Stay up or stay behind..
Do what you got to do to survive
Another day, I thank god I'm alive..

Skit

Ahh'ha Ahh'ha.. Darks Days

Good morning...
Get ya corn in While your yornin I feel sworn in
An artist quick to Paint a picture bet ya drawn in
Yeah I Rise with the sun rise
In between some thighs
Or trying to get the funds high
I Break day.. break bread
No break.. The Breaks dead
I won't crash, flying past
I'm not a**ed, my lanes fast
Same task, lame cash
Tames raps, claims maps
Same trap, the game lapsed
U lames claps

I do it for the realist... (for the realist, the realist)
Hope your trying hear this
Can Love don't have to fear this
Though I flow my lyrics fearless...
Till death not talking earless
I'm left cause I'm so tearless
Poluted spitting illness ... (spitting illness, illness)
Progression has no stillness
Want bricks like we're some builders
Moving magic like matilas...
Yeah we did what fed and filled us
Strong cause it dint kill us

So I do this for the realist... (for the realist, the realist)
I don't want you to cheer this
A lesson don't conceal this
Sessions filled with realness... (filled with realness, with realness)
What u hide I reveal this
Make a dj wana wheel this
But this pain, can't heal this...
Thats why I make you feel this
You should mix cook n pill this
The old bill... Wana Lock, stress an kill this
I need mills... On my grind until this

I do it for the realist...
Who very rarely surface
Course it happens for a purpose
I'd it for a new wip...
Boss, Entrepreneurship
Tryna cop a cruise ship
They do it for that deal s**t... (for the deal, for the deal)
Cause they use to deal s**t
But feds make em squeal quick (make em squeal)
I just do it cause I love it...
Can't put too much a above it
Ride a sentence, go on judge it

One of Darks days
I had to part ways
Now my part pays
Course The art stays
That's all heart my says
Streets taught me smart ways
Beat torn apart plays
I was Checking what it weighs
I was trekking for a wage
Now I'm driving full of rage
F**k Arriving at a cage
For surviving day to day
I was striving for that stage
No its not the way to weigh
I just wana be paid today
The labs where I lay obey

I do it for the realist... (for the realist, the realist)
I hope your trying hear this
Can Love don't have to fear this
Though I flow my lyrics fearless... (lyrics fearless, fearless)
Till death not talking earless
I'm left cause I'm so tearless x2

So I do It for the realist..

So I do It for the realist..

Skit

Good Morning