Tre Ess - Soul Seed (feat. Gravity & Noxious D) Lyrics

I've been around the world id never leave
Chasing what's mine but my vision cant redeem
That I'm running out of time
Cant see the finish line
My limitations now have started to get the best of me
Its raining down on me
Find me a mirror where i see my soul seed
I've sold it, can you find it back for me

I know that roses have thorns
I know that perfection has faults
Cuz when things change, you switchin lanes
Beneath the pain you crave what you gave up and parted with
You see the name, you see the face, spirits misplaced, youre so cold

If i could run it back, I wouldn't run into you
You Gave me half of half, when asked what i meant to you
A sliver's all i had, all my pieces belonged to you
I gave you all i had

I've been aloof, been amidst a group of misfits
With Fortune invincible
Get a grip nit-wit what you living for
Slip into the madness, don't ridicule
Now a days you men lack the hue in you
Every deed had a motive
Whats colorful is the blood on the paper, no ink is blue
I guess in the end what I'm telling you is that

I've been around the world id never leave
Chasing what's mine but my vision can't redeem
That I'm running out of time
Cant see the finish line
My limitations now have started to get the best of me
Its raining down on me
Find me a mirror where i see my soul seed
I've sold it, can you find it back for me

Too wise, to be born in a world full of foolish pride (I wish I was never born)
Too nice to be gone in a second, never mind, baby I'm here to ride (They wish I was never gone)
Too high to be humble, ready for the rumble, just hope we get by (They wished I never fought)
I'm from the Bay, boy we get busy, and I'm here tonight. Yeah, right
I've lost my soul seed, no more can I grow trees
No more can I hold my pain, you seen a ghost bleed
I bury graves of the old "me's"
My hands dirty like I sold grease
Don't hang up on me, better hold, please
Never cared about the new/old thing
No jewellery, but my soul bling

No jewelry but my soul bling
I know angels who gon' keep watching me
Birsa Munda with his halo and arrows
Sold her a seed but she got 'em by barrels
Accepting the norm to me is barbaric
Saw my first lakh, when I was eighteen
Still here on the path of a dying breed
Fruits are for you, I'm here for the seed