Leviathan from Leviathan - Single by HËS

First thing’s first
I am bout that work
Pusher of the power
God forbid they know their worth
Child of Earth
Had my hands all in the dirt
Means I got it out the mud
When heavy rains would bring the hurt
I am self evident
Of what it means to break sediment
Won’t be defined by my settlement
I’m on the precipice
Of setting precedence
‘Bout them dead presidents
If it means freein’ my folk from impediments
Socially activated by a power
Structure that’s still antiquated
Let ‘em know what’s up from the door

I’m a leviathan
Give my bouquets like a Hyacinth
Not for admirin’
Elevate souls til they higher than
You say you spit fire, man? (Hm)
Guess I’m a fireman
If it ain’t inspirin’
All you loud muthafuckas be quiet then

I’m a leviathan
Give my bouquets like a Hyacinth
Ain’t for admirin’
Elevate souls til they higher than
You say you spit fire, man? (Hm)
Guess I’m a fireman
If it ain’t inspirin’
All you loud muthafuckas be quiet then

Larger than life
God gave my my stripes
Tried to penetrate my soul
But the cracks in my stone
Just shed my light
Whatchu say?
Y’all alright?
I’m attentive to the tension, boy
You can cut that shit wit’ a knife
Word to my wife (ugh!)
Gotta rider by my side (ugh!)
Risin’ high wit’ them tides (ugh!)
Spirit on do or die (ugh!)
Tag teamin’ on the system,
Committed to build a nation to defy, (ugh!)
Feedin’ negus’ what they truly needin’
They don’t need permission just to thrive (ugh!)

I’m a leviathan
Give my bouquets like a Hyacinth
Not for admirin’
Elevate souls til they higher than
You say you spit fire, man? (Hm)
Guess I’m a fireman
If it ain’t inspirin’
All you loud muthafuckas be quiet then

I’m a leviathan
Give my bouquets like a Hyacinth
Ain’t for admirin’
Elevate souls til they higher than
You say you spit fire, man? (Hm)
Guess I’m a fireman
If it ain’t inspirin’
All you loud muthafuckas be quiet then

(Shut the fuck up)

Shut the fuck up

(Shut the fuck up)

Shut the fuck up

(Shut the fuck up)

Shut the fuck up

(Shut the fuck up)

Aah, Shut the fuck up!

Sick of the nonsense
Spittin’ poison on the conscience
Sellin’ low vibes wit ya feaux tribes
Ya need mo’ life in ya content
Soundtrack of the walkin’ dead
Don’t even know what the hell you said
And I bet you don’t, I bet you won’t
Time to put the foolishness to bed (YUH!)

I’m a leviathan
Give my bouquets like a Hyacinth
Not for admirin’
Elevate souls til they higher than
You say you spit fire, man? (Hm)
Guess I’m a fireman
If it ain’t inspirin’
All you loud muthafuckas be quiet then

I’m a leviathan
Give my bouquets like a Hyacinth
Ain’t for admirin’
Elevate souls til they higher than
You say you spit fire, man? (Hm)
Guess I’m a fireman
If it ain’t inspirin’
All you loud muthafuckas be quiet then

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