ST - Rollin' On lyrics

[VERSE 1 - ST] Real is getting up in the morning hating life Strife dealing with spilling guts, finish up with this fight, aight Caught a reflection of myself in a raindrop Seems like life ain't that ugly when you can make the pain stop Or fadeaway, if you can't find one create a way Jaded minds are slaves in lines until they stop the paper chase Imagine a touch of rain hitting up a work of art You might see it as ruined, I see it as a turned apart What you see as a flaw might make it a masterpiece Blur the lines till it you ain't sure about all the anatomy What if my body of work ain't a 10 or 9 Regular minds can't f** with this, I'm top 10, dead or alive Never deny, if you believe in what you got Acting stopped, this is real, rolling joints as tall as mountaintops Round the block, they talking about me like I'm about to pop But I remember I'm only as real as my last album flop Still the hits are monstrous, dreams of hitting continents Get on this sh**, so far ahead I need to use binoculars Provocative on purpose when you hear this better call it quits Eloquent with a style, this is ignorance on a conscious tip b*tch, ha… [HOOK - ST] ST, he's rollin' on Better know all day he's rollin' on Rami, he's rollin' on Better know all day he's rollin' on [VERSE 2 - ST] And we back like the opposite of front, never stunt It's all real, like this blunt, I been here from the jump Like, I'm Jordan before the dunk Pre-1993, all original at once Got absurd flows that I'm stacking so if my purpose is lacking I'm dropping dope rhymes for customer satisfaction Rap in action packing punches hitting atoms picking factions over fashion Riff and raffing like it's acting yet I never panicked I'm in a zone of my own Wanna get a muthaf**a crowned? Move along Cause this ain't bout kings and queens it's about who making songs Call me Legend of the Fall, know what it's like to lose it all And then to gain it back in major ways beginners feel the major pain I'm realer than they ever gave me credit for the ace of spades Never made charades I keep it straight as the shape up laid on you by my man Borey with razor blades Go get that fade today I'm the smooth brother with the paler shade but you can't deny my groove The way I hit the green, you know the stick is tailor made I'm just here to pave the way, Montreal saviour save the day For ten years I just slaved away, enabling this greater state Of writing was enlightened and soon I entered a great exchange A conversation with the world where knowledge was the favoured trade It created the full package, not that I'm bragging but I know what I got Boom-bap or pop, I can k** both aspects Closed-caskets, in this game they're all Cro-Magnons It's all about my whole pa**ion, this is just dope rapping ST, he's rollin' on Better know all day he's rollin' on Rami, he's rollin' on Better know all day he's rollin' on ALAIZ, we rollin' on Better know all day we rollin' on