Extremely limited lathe cut of the album, "Rhodes to Rome". Record Store Day Exclusive, cut on ultra clear vinyl.
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lyrics
yo i came up in this, rhyming on the school bus, we’d pull up/
(then) head to class, when schools up, Blackstar would school us /
my teacher she never taught me ‘bout Mumia Jamal/
albeit was all that I could see or recall, ‘cause I was bleeding this call/
to be this leader with gall, to speak for black folks and the church alike/
that work could start, here just learn to work this mic/
a work of art, fear came with my following, symbiotically/
afraid my self expression would misconstrue my ideologies/
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apologies for deep seeded insecurities /
its probably from these, peeps who killed whats pure in me/
That teacher irresponsibly she told me I’m a lost cause/
the thought of you falsely seeing me wrong, subconsciously I lock jaw’d/
True story, (that) starts before my families new glory/
bought a bigger house, but thats another tale, two stories/
Now I move forward in euphoria, loosed warrior, proof?/
renewed my mind, picked up the pen and slew four of you/
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Its Thomas Wayne meeting the Dark Knight, my son he made it/
Iron will, becoming tony stark like, when my chest is plated/
Went form show em god, to being Ill, to justice be the key/
A peace has been instilled when he revealed, I’m all three of these/
Divine bars of irony 3, is all deity /
Full circle perspective, but the WHY’s got new scenery/
Identify with BDP, with Martin, Eric Dyson/
But its all overshadowed by the horizon/
THEORY OF SELF
