New Beginnings II - Kolo

New Beginnings, Dos

Yeah

If I die may the soundtrack of my funeral be a joyous concerto

They should know my purpose was fertile

The burden of success was my drive and my heirloom

The courage I possess seemed to never have a curfew

I lived never getting my stamp like packaged envelopes

But still never let my dreams die like standing antelopes

Hunted by nightmares of never being heard

But still put in work, never let that shit discourage

July fourth and everybody’s out, I’m at hard at work

I’m cooking up these beats just to see how fire works

Was never in it for the fame, I got a higher purpose

I’m only here to leave my mark like a tire skrt

And so I do disperse, hope they hang on every word

Hope the rhythms of my blues will be captured in this verse

If green got in the way, burn the profits of my purse

Cause the legacy ain’t real if you don’t put talent first

I ain’t stopping on you niggas, no way

Imma break the gas pedal yeah my nigga, no waiting

The world tells you the sun will rise when it ready

The oceans might swallow land, hold on man just be steady

I ain’t stopping on you niggas, no way

Imma break the gas pedal yeah my nigga, no waiting

Every breath should feel like the final one

The ending’s not in your view, your story has just begun

I struggle with trusting people, my ego is so presumptuous

Thinking people have it out for me and they might come for us

Thinking niggas use me for profit when they show love for us

Thinking women love me, but really they only lust for us

Girls was sleeping on you now they want you as they comforter

Sending you texts but how she misses you and wants more for us

I ignore the text, only thing I chase is the bread

Always on the move, only place I stay is ahead

Distractions are immaculate contraptions of despair

Made by devils who’s true happiness is boosted by your fears

A big one is marrying my soulmate of many years

Then she wakes up telling me that her love for me disappeared

Come to find out she was using me for a come up

She boosted her net worth, my credit cards have been run up

I fear a die alone from cooking beats 'til sun up

This mic, may be the only thing I never run from

I ain’t stopping on you niggas, no way

Imma break the gas pedal yeah my nigga, no waiting

The world tells you the sun will rise when it ready

The oceans might swallow land, hold on man just be steady

I ain’t stopping on you niggas, no way

Imma break the gas pedal yeah my nigga, no waiting

Every breath should feel like the final one

The ending’s not in your view, your story has just begun

New Beginnings, the realization of potential is essential on every level

Broke my deal with the devil, life ain’t no Cinderella

Get your crown taken cause you acting sentimental

Far as I can tell they ain’t close on instrumentals

Public platforms don’t listen to cries of ghettos

Niggas struggle but they don’t get paid incidentals

Then politicians wonder why they fed up and they rebels

Eyes on the clock thinking F a presidential

Give a fuck about your bezel

Almost at quarter life and it’s feeling now or never

The goal has been to pile up my dreams like dishes in sinks

And make them band together and work in sync

Like soda these veterans be all shook up, looking scared like the jug up

Cause youngins on the grind, they’ll be washed ‘fore they can look up

She telling me 'bout how I’m looking fresher than a new tux

She just wanna cuddle, all I wanna do is cook up

I became the greatest at putting this pen to paper

And turning niggas to vapors

You’ll all witness my immaculate vision, on a path like a missile

Mess with him and the ramifications is cataclysmic

I black like I’m Hov on that album, I’m that relentless

The second summer going a nigga is back to business

When politics as usual dropped they ain’t wanna listen

So we went pop as bait, now they gon' have to revisit

I’m must-see, Diddy got to put me on revolt

I might cop the Tesla with the suicide doors

Just to gift it to my Mom

For those that wish me harm, you can give your best attempt

You won’t win that fight with God

My next work I’m giving them the limitless boy

Who prevailed through the dark, who would not be destroyed

More than ever we sure, of the laws we defied

Kolo Gana, aka, the greatest rapper alive

Art’s task is to save the soul of mankind, and that anything less is a

dithering while Rome burns.

Because if the artists, who are self-selected for,

uh, being able to journey into the other, if the artist cannot find the way,

then the way cannot be found