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Roll Call Video (MV)




Performed By: Pact
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Aaron Graves, Charlotte Taur, Phillip St John, Thomas Gortan




Pact - Roll Call Lyrics




I am form made of meaning
Good rhythm, no Orthopedic surgeon needed
Heard your crew and their music
Go ahead, delete it
Cause i'm coming with a group and we're summer suns
Yup we're heated
Like it's 5000 degrees
I could cook an egg on the streets and eat it
I'll leave you to it, the reason is i am vegan
Michael jackon on the track
If you want a beef, then beat it
I'm the rap priest of the esoteric and deep
I'm claiming crowns in the movement
I'm fluid, focused improvement
From all of my former versions you heard of
Kicking my 2 cents
In lyrics tied to good vibes, truth and cutting off loose ends
I keep it clean
But that's just word to your moms
Who knows that i'm the one and only
Phillip Saint John

And I'm Tom Da Bomb
Though some call me dumb
They gon become numb the second I go
Get the green light to speak on the Mic
The studio might have to become my home
I do not take, no
I only break the building that'll try to contain what I own
Better be bold if you're trying to roll up
I'm peaceful but cannot control when I blow up
Cuz people like pushing buttons
They don't see the functions
Check the manual; self-destruction
Check the hand you hold, if they're bluffing better fling those, that's a kings joke
Figurative, if I'm hit with a shiv
Then you might see my soul through the layers of gold
Hope these visions give you chills
From these ill rhythms that spill from my pack
If I'm a lone wolf then my team don't need a leader
People we are equal yet unmatched
And they're yelling "T, bring the bud back"
Gotta run that past Mama Rose
They all are keeping me on my toes
So we keep peaking beyond our foes
But I guess it's time I go, adios...

We're like a Wave
You'll never see us coming
But you can still witness

If you don't know me now you do
My three kings and I are crew
Pilots in the cockpit too, we make all the rules
He says I'm pretty like a rose but my demeanor's thorny
I told him secrets 'til he rose into the early morning
He says that that's the way it goes is not a written story
Master of my words I say nobody gets to write it for me
Holy water, Hocus pocus, silks and spells adorn me
They ask me, "How'd you get the jewels set in your crown to orbit?"
It's just this fluid focus
It's just that I'm the coldest
And plus I made a P.A.C.T. and put my name up on it
Mama Rose but since we're close, go ahead and call me Charlotte
Master of the matter, go ahead and call me Goddess

It go
Hot headed unleaded, fuming with your temper
But burstin into cinders
Splinters infamy remember him
For me they went from yawning
To their faces re-configuring
Jaws dropping quicker than temps flown from December winds
But you, here we go again, regurgitating synonyms
Listener satisfactory is scaling one of ten
I plug my ears cause I can't muzzle them
The struggle of some garbo MCs
Thinking they brothers Grimm, befuddling
Us vs humanity spitten dysentery shit be scary
AMG of PACT our punches you can't block or parry
This squad's acclaimed & honorary, we stand behind our
Bars while trading food for thought inside the Commissary
I'm gone
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I am form made of meaning
Good rhythm, no Orthopedic surgeon needed
Heard your crew and their music
Go ahead, delete it
Cause i'm coming with a group and we're summer suns
Yup we're heated
Like it's 5000 degrees
I could cook an egg on the streets and eat it
I'll leave you to it, the reason is i am vegan
Michael jackon on the track
If you want a beef, then beat it
I'm the rap priest of the esoteric and deep
I'm claiming crowns in the movement
I'm fluid, focused improvement
From all of my former versions you heard of
Kicking my 2 cents
In lyrics tied to good vibes, truth and cutting off loose ends
I keep it clean
But that's just word to your moms
Who knows that i'm the one and only
Phillip Saint John

And I'm Tom Da Bomb
Though some call me dumb
They gon become numb the second I go
Get the green light to speak on the Mic
The studio might have to become my home
I do not take, no
I only break the building that'll try to contain what I own
Better be bold if you're trying to roll up
I'm peaceful but cannot control when I blow up
Cuz people like pushing buttons
They don't see the functions
Check the manual; self-destruction
Check the hand you hold, if they're bluffing better fling those, that's a kings joke
Figurative, if I'm hit with a shiv
Then you might see my soul through the layers of gold
Hope these visions give you chills
From these ill rhythms that spill from my pack
If I'm a lone wolf then my team don't need a leader
People we are equal yet unmatched
And they're yelling "T, bring the bud back"
Gotta run that past Mama Rose
They all are keeping me on my toes
So we keep peaking beyond our foes
But I guess it's time I go, adios...

We're like a Wave
You'll never see us coming
But you can still witness

If you don't know me now you do
My three kings and I are crew
Pilots in the cockpit too, we make all the rules
He says I'm pretty like a rose but my demeanor's thorny
I told him secrets 'til he rose into the early morning
He says that that's the way it goes is not a written story
Master of my words I say nobody gets to write it for me
Holy water, Hocus pocus, silks and spells adorn me
They ask me, "How'd you get the jewels set in your crown to orbit?"
It's just this fluid focus
It's just that I'm the coldest
And plus I made a P.A.C.T. and put my name up on it
Mama Rose but since we're close, go ahead and call me Charlotte
Master of the matter, go ahead and call me Goddess

It go
Hot headed unleaded, fuming with your temper
But burstin into cinders
Splinters infamy remember him
For me they went from yawning
To their faces re-configuring
Jaws dropping quicker than temps flown from December winds
But you, here we go again, regurgitating synonyms
Listener satisfactory is scaling one of ten
I plug my ears cause I can't muzzle them
The struggle of some garbo MCs
Thinking they brothers Grimm, befuddling
Us vs humanity spitten dysentery shit be scary
AMG of PACT our punches you can't block or parry
This squad's acclaimed & honorary, we stand behind our
Bars while trading food for thought inside the Commissary
I'm gone
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Writer: Aaron Graves, Charlotte Taur, Phillip St John, Thomas Gortan
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