mission from god- rob rico(visual video)
"mission from god"
written and performed by rob rico
beat produced by @FalakBeats
mixed and mastered by Chris Mcmaster, Rob Rico @ Zoom Studios
Listen to it on Spotify here:
https://open.spotify.com/track/1OJUJQ...
ayyyye erybawdy! happy holidays!
hope you're all doing well and are being safe out there!
Got a new verse i recorded this past wekeend for ya! Worked with the dope Chris Mcmasters on this one, props to him for the dope outro man!
working on some more stuff this week and shooting a music video next weekned. more info soon!
-rob
lyrics:
Children gather round the genius has a story
Bout his rise to glory takin ‘em Ls you know damn well it was gory
Been spring and foraging for years this mental energy
Flowed so hard it’s the leading cause of your parent’s teen pregnancies
In the past being a rapper took a certain blessing
These days 4 syllable words got an emcees vocabulary stretching
Let’s ditch the aforementioned and keep the focus where we’d should
If we could we’d find better ways to act like this shit was all good
Life got us slippin like hardwood, misunderstood, manic
Emphatic, in fact if it’d happened differently than that’d be tragic
Paid for jokes, no cap. That’s a fact erupting- no hoax.
Spit volcanic magma, my ears billow out the hot smoke
No need for lighter, music’s dead we trying to revive
Survivors are caught up in the web, we live off the venom of the spider
Hyper in every cypher, viper tongued prize-fighter
Threw a wrench inside the game, when my loose screws could be tighter
It’s a voice and tone, yes! That contains the touch of god
Honed his skills-in this instance he’s gonna do his damn job
Wasn’t always this way, he’d sway and waffle decisions
Disposition repivots now he moves with the precision
So he keeps his distance cuz this a man on a mission
Envision looks sharp enough cutting like surgical incisions
Now he’s killing it. This track’s exhibits A thru C
You damn well he’ll be living in your head rent free
We just here baby so we smile for the moment
Thoughts exploding’ n mental erosion keeps us on the path we’ve chosen
‘Nd if we seem broken, it’s cuz our spirits never folded
Bite my tongue, screech to the world before I leave these words unspoken