Lyrically Exposed (Part Two) - The Revelation Testo

Testo Lyrically Exposed (Part Two) - The Revelation

[Science] The Revelation Yeah, yeah Dave One hypnotic produciton (word up) A-Trak on the cuts like a C-seciton (that's right) Science on this mic Got my man Eclipse and Logik The Obscure massive, active, never passive I want to see more justice Denied the evil lurks amongst us Went to college, earn the more raise than two A's In alcoholic consumption (notions are) Bent over backwards like contortion You find niggas in portions, doing more bids than an auction Lost and corrupted, they was instructed to leave my way split Like mixed infants, to fix intent Or employment of defined science was nonsense Couldn't earn a raise like impotence (aaaaaaa) Erase all traces, hope and grab them rappers hearts Like a stethoscope, we'll let the cardiac arrest though The revelation's right before you Like them niggas that escaping from you It's family ties you want to undo Paraplegics on the run to Wanting to rock the spot like a Hindu One man who seeking monogamy Held on to his words like apostrophe But how it ought to be is never actualized Sick of rap guys with nine millies superior to their dick size CHORUS {Science} [Logik] {Between Fahrenheit or Celsius, no matter what your climate is I filter your subconscious Building my cipher from scratch with the sub zero temperatues Genetically inclined to survive at all times Because struggle means to hit you where the sun don't shine 'Cause hard times come a dime a dozen Niggas front hard, inside streets but it really wasn't} [Where they represented, heard niggas are irrigated(?)] {Yeah son} [Gassed up, they left heavily sedated] {Word up} [Eclipse] Your physical frame will soon expire, my soul spits fire With barricades trying to contain this live wire Less religious but more effective than a chorus from church choir I reach for power when zenith hits, and twelve strikes the hour Now desire to meet the maker be coming More greater than mediocre, shallow thoughts Of making ends meet, with all the paper See sooner or later, realizin gwe struggling for lesser This life's a bitch and I'll undress her I'd rather pour it on hard labour To seek further advancement With seconds forever changing like local news arrangements Losing your faith, getting submerged under Watergate And waterfalls, not even Dr. Kimble can escape Now wait, and see with thought process Brings amalgamation of oral ecstasy My eyes are facing reality on many bases 'Cause it's W-A-R, in other words it's Armageddon CHORUS [Logik] Come across a circle like a tangent line And roll through underground like transit lines And ???? minds, that you've got On the streets having to greater in their souls They heads, and gassed they suffocated Frauds perpetrate to themselves with no, knowledge of it They can't be out for ????, for lieu is way above it I'm not out here to preach, but for the love of hip-hop And it's strange when the coffins of my peers start to drop From the ashes, of the lost come the answer like a lyric But the knowledge doesn't hit my people as fast, as this epidemic Ethnocentric like my click, crucify the gimmicks We got no pretence when I reveal the sentence In part two of this exposure, just like disclosure The tragedy simply harasses, I push back my glasses To see the faker rappers talking like Aretha wanting respect But reflect, or look over your shoulder like in retrospect CHORUS ** A-Trak scratch session **