LJ – “Recognition For Life” ft. RedLiveTrue

Listen to LJ‘s “Recognition for Life” featuring RedLiveTrue. The lyrics are listed below.

Lyrics:
Ya’ll was getting tipsy
While I’m trying tip seas
Praying tides change for the young kings drowning
Wave baby bye bye bye to the back street
Boys that will never go crown queens
Slaves to the crave of appearance for conceit (con seat)
Sitting in their own schemes but they wanna clown me
Now I barely think about recognition for my name
Only faces and pain of my peoples
Weep when I think on how far I done came
Never had to constrain my worship to steeples
Get to be a voice for the mute over beats
While the common narrative is boasting in evil
Clap to the clapping of beings over beef
Say they listen for the beats – nah that’s deceitful
Your heart grows hard to the harming of man
Kind seems to mean less than you care to think of
Why I push life over beats
Christ crucified preached sounding harsh and illegal
Lethal weapon
My smif and wesson is double edged to press out false impressions
Pressure applied
Predestined that I
Would be another black man highly stigmatized
But I grind hard, coffee beans never my
Hi(gh), greet you with the Most who supplies
Come and try

I’m seeking a better road
The angels in heaven know
They invoke me to provide you with nourishment with the flows
Nervous I used to be but you know I could never fold
For something that’s inside of me which I know I have control
Of
No fear, I let my soul lush
Gold touch
Every time I write I let my soul bust
Greatness takes patience
With that said, its no rush
Moving at a divine pace, my mind state
Been about spreading love to lower crime rates
My faith keeps me balanced, never stagnant
Only progressing, so its never a challenge
Of keeping my head up
Not stressing over lettuce
But trying to show the people the system ain’t trying to let us
Dream no more
Or even think for ourselves
Ask folks today they say we living up in hell

Heavenly resident in a regiment unfamiliar to my specimen
Extraterrestrial settlement with xenophobic hecklers
Red I tell ’em wages of truth, and dudes just think I’m at a deficit
nah
We knew that black lives mattered before the hashtag
But some suckahs ain’t act like it, so they push facts (fax)
Printer showed the image got my fire burning for the world cause the
old folk felt the hose blast and now
Coast to coast, no, I’m locale
I’ll globe trot
If the Renaissance needs more power
On now
Tongue tied, my soul bound
Men shut up and a grind, boys run their mouth
I (w)rap for life, they do a season, call ’em Santa’s helpers
But best believe consumer culture never lasts forever
Too much death, this recognition for the resurrected
Crying out with testimonies of the saints beheaded