The Calling - Heimdall

For many years i was seeking asylum

In the bleakest environment its rhyme possessed me where manny started

Speaking retirement so whats the rose that your feeling of fashion

Of yellin and trashin for what its worth there was no quellin the passion

In love was dead I wanted pace we get it luck’ll said

And so i polished my shit until my knuckles bled

Treadin thin ice n all i caught were chills

Sacrifices were appertisers mic just said a mills

It’s hand was mine silver plated till i made it expand

Mmind i burnt my name into the sands of time

The rhyme gave me strength to less avail

Get used to these backstabbers so now i sleep on a bed of nails

I never fail but turnin tides are moving too slow

I swept the depths of ever ocean just to prove i could flow

So from the cradle to the grave to table to holy fathers

Where i didn’t slit my wrist i got the hiphop stigmata’s

You’ve got to pray

To hiphop almighty

We bless the microphone nightly

Open up the lyric from inside me

It’s our calling its what we say

You’ve got to pray/this is the calling

We can never be fake

Thanks to hiphop i got a bed in every state

And without it i’d roam the city with no purpose

Without the underground ima clown without a circus

I flip verses your feeling me abilities

My currency with which i buy credibility

Facilities were built just to be torn down

Till the wheels fall off and my pencils all worn down

To death comes to collect his debt or wreck the set

When heads checkin retrospect i’ll get respect

cuz i did what i was told to do

It’s hiphop i did it all for you

We true to this got cloud on ta-tables getting played

We doing this without a label not getting paid

So from the cradle to the grave microphone to retirement home

I’ll be on stage, i’ll never leave the mic alone

You’ve got to pray

To hiphop almighty

We bless the microphone nightly

Open up the lyric from inside me

It’s our calling its what we say

You’ve got to pray/this is the calling

Because we all out or we’re all in

And if we fall out then we will fall in

It’s the calling

It’s what i hear in my sleep, its the shiver up my spine when im feeling the

beat

It’s the fear n defeat that needs a better myself

It’s the culture its not about spreading the wealth

It’s a gettin the time when your perfecting a rhyme

It’s every time i sweat that im shake it in minds