So Many Levels - Sean Simmonds, GemStones, JGivens

JGivens

Stones

So many levels

So many levels

So many levels

So many levels

Ya

Oh, this is the cake This is the level they say I won’t go

Tell me I ain’t Believe me, believe me man

Really I do I do what they don’t

Apostrophe tea???

A catastrophe

Max with the gabs so you mad at me

One of the harder way???

All of the talk is irrelevant

What has it ever meant nothing

It evident Not with our precedence

All those are only Talking about precedence

Pledging allegiance The devils confederates

Levels above In the womb we were evidence

Levels aboveIn the room we are elephants

Who can ignore us

When we move toward us

The throne in the residence Rock solid

Couldn’t care less who don’t roll with me

Tip top cuz I got JGivens and Stones with me

Stay on your square boy Keep your circle bulletproof

One star in my Ringo

I keep that beetle juice

This is the kinda juice that will electrocute

I’ll testify for El-Sheddai

Electrify like like Victor Cruz

When I hit the fuse

No magician but???

Let's go

Levels too we above the haters

Like subways and the skyscrapers

Like staircases and escalators

Like jumping jacks and elevators

This ain’t the same

This ain’t a game

We freeze the frame

You can see the grain

You just see my aviators

We see elevation like aviators

We way to strong

On so many levels

We way too gone

On so many levels

This what we on

On so many levels

On so many levels

On so many levels

Left coast blow ya head back

(Pap pap) when it’s said

Head smack when it’s read back

Smack talk, still educate em like a Ted chat

Ted talk, better head back

Follow bread tracks

Swallow each lil' wheat pill

To a refill from a smack to His red back

Eat, drink so you’ll never forget

Homie, that’s a meek meal

It’s levels to this

Matter fact, if you read back

When the red back was at attacked by the tails of the lives of a dead cat

Said cat died by the hands on the one who was driving the whip with the blue

and red flash

Gun blast!

Check badge!

Cat lives matter to an elephant whose melanin is black

Spittin' raps to a pot messaging a kettle

Yelling on another level to a blackstreet that led ‘em to the dead cat

(Don't shoot)

Now does it really take nine lives to communicate

That a state senator that’s trying to minister to eight

Can’t escape from American terrorism that still wants to wave the Confederate

Bang the Confederate in a shark tank

Where it’s great to debate what’s 'hate'?

The macro’s sin but the micro’s race

We ain’t ahead of rap

The tale-tell sign is the tail’s fenna head rap

Obliterate it, demonstrate it

Shake the game like the San Andreas

Renovate it to a kin of David

When the hate crimes mime what the Philistines rhymes then it’s time to behead

rap

Sober and steadfast

Word to your blue and red flags:

We don’t do rags

We’re over-your-head-raps

Levels too we above the haters

Like subways and the skyscrapers

Like staircases and escalators

Like jumping jacks and elevators

This ain’t the same

This ain’t a game

We freeze the frame

You can see the grain

You just see my aviators

We see elevation like aviators

We way to strong

On so many levels

We way too gone

On so many levels

This what we on

On so many levels

On so many levels

On so many levels

Once upon a time not long ago

There was a dude name Jelahni

He was known as Foe

Smoking doobies on a corner

While he sold his dope

I used to learn and listen rap the songs he wrote

He’s the reason I had lyrically been shown the ropes

If it wasn’t for him there wouldn’t be a Gemstones for quote

I was a little kid

Mimicking this grown adult

Who didn’t know in years I would be the chosen dope

I could have made it then but I had the wrong approach

Wanted to buy a Benz

Just to say I don’t do notes

Following every trend

Glorifying stones and ropes

Because growing up as a little kid I was always broke

I wanted all that it represented

But God said no

But by an act with the Holy Spirit

I talked the ghost

Didn’t know that when I repented

That I’d be called for hope

No shot at Givens or Sean Simmonds but y’all should know

Whenever I’m on whoever’s record 'that's all she wrote'

I’m an elephant that’s blind

You’d never seen a mind intelligent as mine

I’m heaven sent like feather drifting up the spine

A different level

Hope you’re from a another planet if you plan to get on mine

Levels too we above the haters

Like subways and the skyscrapers

Like staircases and escalators

Like jumping jacks and elevators

This ain’t the same

This ain’t a game

We freeze the frame

You can see the grain

You just see my aviators

We see elevation like aviators

We way to strong

On so many levels

We way too gone

On so many levels

This what we on

On so many levels

On so many levels

On so many levels