Ezhel & Kelvyn Colt – End of Time

All these words I spit made a Türko rich
Had to work to get, I deserve a bit
Needed pain just to purchase it like it’s Percocet
Immigrant, never ignorant, never heard of it
Places I’ve been through amazing and lethal
Misplaced in this maze, I’ve been graced with some hatred
Fresher than news and these news are the latest
Paid all my dues not to lose it agan, G
I’m on my grind

Wrong my rights
Right my wrongs
Right on time
Write me down
I’m blinded by all the light I’ve found
I’ll strive

From mornings till the lonely nights
I’m all in, I’ll be calling shots
On wrong ends
I’m a cornerstone in a corner all stoned all right

I’m all in
All in till the end of time
Hey, yeah

You can’t expect a man to change his mind if it’s made up
No conversation I entertain could
Make one go take the time to reflect and grow
If a seed ben sown
And the roots done spread, grown deep and old
From the bark to core
Chech it out, it’s all
Engrained
These times are strange
Folks don’t move the same
Cling to their opinion likes it’s all left to their bane
Right against the left
Ain’t no rightteous steps
Fighting with the bat
Nine, they got it strapped
Writing on the net
Hiding behind avatars
This ain’t James Cameron, but cameras are en masse
You could pick your bias, alt facts, pick your lie
Black Lives Matter
Not yet in their eyes
Strive for our freedom
How many lost lives?
Carpe diem
Did you fight or fly?