Sins of the Father - Ka/Roc Marciano.mp3

[00:00.000] "These are the children of misery. The afflicted. The hopeless. The oppressed."
[00:08.308] Verse 1: Ka
[00:14.155] Still built my ark in the face of ridicule
[00:16.916] The waste left a bad taste when the bitter duel
[00:19.996] Was fumin', runnin' on E, ain't have a bit of fuel
[00:22.925] Here repair was past a fare, had to get a tool
[00:26.237] Saw too much to have blind faith
[00:28.260] Chow was laced with sour grapes, this ain't a divine place
[00:31.221] Long lags of stagnation made the mind race
[00:34.380] Being lost like this'll have you in a confined space
[00:37.228] Of course for my life to alter, had to sacrifice
[00:40.748] Days we was forced to fast, prayed for rapid nights
[00:43.613] Truthfully, won't see the future movin' with parasites
[00:46.420] If mentors ain't dispense with war, you got bad advice
[00:49.363] They say "rest in peace" the only peaceful gatherin'
[00:52.331] Another track and field, leadin' with the javelin
[00:55.109] Was only schemin', 'cause couldn't reason with my abdomen
[00:58.197] Still bagged 'em all, Virgin Mary to Mary Magdalene
[01:02.100] They used to call us deviants
[01:04.220] But if they was feedin' us, mighta had obedience
[01:06.875] You know my stock, was only good as my ingredients
[01:09.758] The system only leaned on us, never showed us lenience
[01:13.323] "My punishment is greater than I can bear!"
[01:17.140] Verse 2: Roc Marciano
[01:17.848] Reigned in hell or serve in heaven
[01:19.393] Take from the world or earn your blessings
[01:21.231] I heard verbatim from an angel's message
[01:23.504] My left shoulder there was Satan finessin'
[01:25.672] I burnt the sage in the name of protection
[01:27.880] Be James Evans or Rayful Edmond
[01:29.800] It's a dirty game of chess and checkers
[01:31.615] Get paid or be left naked and desperate
[01:33.696] I lit a candle and played Jamaican records
[01:35.760] Prayed and rested next to my favorite weapons
[01:37.784] Saved my bread up and then made my exit
[01:39.904] I'm going back and forth with thoughts of quittin' like table tennis
[01:42.824] But what's the game if the players ain't in it?
[01:45.908] Every pen ran out of ink on the day this was written
[01:48.968] Cain killed Abel in prison, while upstate on a visit
[01:53.100] They so quick to trade and hate on a nigga
[01:55.412] Nothin' my radar couldn't pick up
[01:57.020] We overcame greater odds to be winners, harsh winters
[02:00.477] No lookin' back we break the mirrors, gray spirits
[02:03.324] We gave the devil a grace period
[02:05.228] The weak is baptized in Lake Superior
[02:07.443] My lady from Syria
[02:09.044] My interior Siberia
[02:11.259] My eyes still teary, nothin' could cheer me up
[02:13.420] This is the criteria
[02:17.004] Hook:Ka and Roc Marciano
[02:17.874] From the 'Ville, still payin' for the sins of my father
[02:20.746] From the Island, still payin' for his sins, he was wildin'
[02:23.610] From the 'Ville, still payin' for the sins of my father
[02:26.314] From the Island, still payin' for his sins, he was wildin'
[02:30.373] Time for clemency, change the verdicts
[02:33.166] Whatever he did, we ain't deserve this
[02:36.122] Time for clemency, change the verdicts
[02:39.026] Whatever he did, we ain't deserve this
[02:41.909] "We have an iron motto. We live well... we die well!"