Survival Symphonies - Sinner

I speak what I know, but won’t explain how I learned it

Named after sin, care to know how i earned it?

(Verse 1 — Sinner)

Let me be the first to welcome you into my playground

A place so depressing, burned down like a ghost town

Stay on your toes in the land of lost souls

When you hear a crow sing, a tragedy comes close

Living in a world that is cold and unjust

Living in that world that we can’t fucking trust

So many homies laughing in that presence of death

That fear disappeared in that cloud of crystal meth

Feeling like I’m living in a mental institution

Or could it be, just a cycle of confusion

Maybe an illusion from all this pollution

So I’m searching for clues, 'til I find a solution

Negativity and misery

Hostility and poverty

Four perfect reasons why we live our lives viciously

Deny it?

Never

I do have a dependency

Expressing every though lyrically- Survival Symphonies

(Chorus — Elias Nava)

I’m praying free me from my enemies

All they evil tendencies

Survival Symphonies

Survival Symphonies

They’d be wrong if they don’t bet on me

Turning rivals into memories

Survival symphonies

Survival symphonies

(Verse 2 — Elias Nava)

To you these streets look dark and dangerous

But that’s where we felt the safest

Old School Hip-Hop on the playlist

We put our feet against the pavement

Mamma raise a saint

But i got treated like a devil

You’ve been steady chasing fame

But I would rather be a rebel

See the difference with us-

Is I’m not interested in love

I don’t chase bitches in the club

And i don’t fill my click with punks

Don’t no conflict leave our bunch

We keep out business on the hush

And I put digits on they books-

If they get pinched while slipping up

You’ve been flexing for the gram

And trynna put yourself on blast

Any attention seeking man

Ain’t on my shelf or in my class

Ain’t nobody I look up to

Don’t fuck with me it’s fuck you

She text me and she say come through

Then left lipstick on my blunts too

2012 me and my dawg

Out on hunnit-fifty block

We shake and baked fresh out the pot

We millie rocked a millie rocks

We the the illest in the venu

Best of luck with all your plans

How you bite the palm that fed you

Then expect a helping hand

(Chorus — Elias Nava)

I’m praying free me from my enemies

All they evil tendencies

Survival Symphonies

Survival Symphonies

They’d be wrong if they don’t bet on me

Turning rivals into memories

Survival symphonies

Survival symphonies