Sol Messiah – Grand feat. Da BackWudz (Official Video) by Rhymesayers Entertainment

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VIDEO CREDITS:
Director: Tommy Nova
Director of Photography: Gates

SONG CREDITS:
Written & Performed by Da BackWudz
Produced by Sol Messiah

LYRICS:
Heavy into what I be into to calm my mental
Keeping all the anger and pain, I feel confidential
Sorry for what I am, I’m a product of what I been through
Crossing them county lines with the contraband in a rental, ugh
Asphalt paradise, overrun with parasites
Shake em like a pair a dice, pressure have you paralyzed
Stuck between the brick and the sheet rock, the beat rock
Tree Top, exhaling stress dropping a heat rock
Meteor Man it, I’m eating organic
Everything precious, never take it for granted
808 bandit, primer and sanded
I can see the light, as if U.F.O. landed
Moving towards it expeditiously
Staying on the path that’ll lead me to victory
Grateful for the past, good or bad, it was meant for me
I had to learn to live and just consume what is meant for me

Heat the frying pan
Pop the rubber band
Her toes in the sand
Everything grand
Heat the frying pan
From the Motherland
Now I’m buying land
Everything grand
Everything grand, everything grand
Everything grand, yep, everything grand
Heat the frying pan
Pop the rubber band
Chevy river dance
Everything grand

Elevated melanated ,mind frame propeller
Innovative cress welsing the isis papers
Could it be if you could be mine, we both shine
Still living for today everyday surviving the grind
Cause it’s summertime, Noon time
Send ‘em to they room time
Quarantined house arrest
Cappin’ on your timeline
Time out, ok, stop being Amistad
God body plant based, kale on my countertop
Strengthen up your mental
Don’t be sentimental
Caught up in the politics, bussin’ out the rental
Listening to counterparts
Might get you suspended
Speaking to your ancestors
One of your descendants
Talk to ‘em Backwud levitate
Old school polaroid
East side heavyweight
Joe Louis
Gravitate Kemet
Queen Zinga protect
Two gats to match
Let me see where I’m at, sho

Heat the frying pan,
Pop the rubber band
Her toes in the sand
Everything grand
Heat the frying pan
From the Motherland
Now I’m buying land
Everything grand
Everything grand, everything grand
Everything grand, yep, everything grand
Heat the frying pan
Pop the rubber band
Chevy river dance
Everything grand

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