My mic is like my only highlight in my life

Some days

I testify in two 8s like saints on Sundays′Cause I been through the sewage and come back unfazed

Now my music's my temple of worship, so come praise

Now let me reintroduce myself, I′m Sa-Roc

They call me Red or shawty for short on my block

Ain't have no bread

Fam kept me fed on Garvey and Gil Scott, so I'd keep a real shot

Now I′m trigger happy, busting too often from my esophagus

Offering my soul up in every verse from my consciousness

See, DC made me but I′m bigger than a metropolis

Super Manifesting my lane from crib to sarcophagus

I ain't gon lie, lil recognition would be dope.

′Cause I be channeling just like a Panasonic remote

The ghost of my past demanding to hide my every quote

Until the truth saves my future just like antidote, hand to God

This ain't never easy

Hope that you believe me

′Cause I don't have a reason

To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

This ain′t never easy

Hope that you believe me

'Cause I don't have a reason

To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

I tried to tell you was an alien once or twice

I guess 10 albums of evidence just did not suffice

This world don′t fit me, I′m wearing it like a faulty size

But I still slay every space I've been known to occupy

Spewing ink on this 8 x 11

They call me octopi, but most of my lines

Don′t see light of day like they Dracula

Been so afraid that my honesty would get me ostracized

'Cause I can′t prove this shit to you, bruh, I'm just hypothesizing

And I know one thing for sure, they ain′t looking for authentic

Homie, all these rappers is plastic and freshly augmented

Seem like real shit off the table, unfamiliar off limits

All my views is super black like the windows is all tinted

That's my truth

I don't deny you yours, I′m tryna leave a hip hop classic

Bomb your train of thought like Style Wars

With stories of how I earned these stripes we′ll call that tiger lore

Legend of beauty and beast- an internal dialogue

Hand to God

This ain't never easy

Hope that you believe me

′Cause I don't have a reason

To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

This ain′t never easy

Hope that you believe me

'Cause I don′t have a reason

To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

They ask for more, I told em sure

Let's see, who am I? First

I'm extraordinary, more than meets the human eye

And that′s not arrogance, it′s more like I'm exhuming pride

They tried to bury my self worth and call it suicide

I object, I came too far and fought too hard to be a prior threat

There′s clear and present danger lurking in my dialect

And turbulence in every piece that I ain't fired yet

I′m peaking, I'm Mt. Zion, holy shit, it′s prophesied I guess

Like I wasn't 'posed to make it past the 1st year

Now I′m in the twin cities rocking pink coats of cashmere

Y′all don't make this album fly, I′m thinking bout jetting-that's Lear

But I got in the game to make some kind of change-cashier

So what do you suggest? Should I walk it out?

Get three stacks on the track? One more Outkast to talk about?

I′m on my own path, have no other plans to stalk your route

So I'm gon leave this here, dope artifacts from Roc

I′m out, hand to God

This ain't never easy

Hope that you believe me

'Cause I don′t have a reason

To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

This ain′t never easy

Hope that you believe me

'Cause I don′t have a reason

To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby