My Purpose - Young Noble, Onyx, Edi Don

I can look directly into my face and find my soul, it’s there

It’s not sold, I didn’t sell it, it’s still within me

I still feel it, my heart is still connected to my body

So I-I could any character I’ma bring… that intensity

That truth, the honesty to it

Because I have to repay fo'-for that blessin'

From Black Jesus, from god

Have to pay for that by shinin'

Half of these rappers ready to join Illuminati (Yeah)

For a new gold chain and a Lamborghini

I’m a young panther, Mutulu and Afeni (C'mon)

Cool as love a trench long shotty (Whoo)

Baptized to the game like my dog Kadafi

Ain’t a cop here to stop me, these streets is black hockey (Let's go)

Man I’m like a runaway slave (Slave)

Trapped in the cycle can’t break the chain (Can't break the chain)

They say you live and you learn (Live and you learn)

Play wit' fire and you will get burned, niggas is burnt out

Youngin' got exposed to the game, got turnt out

Fell down back on his feet, look how he turnt out (Look how he turnt out)

They counted him out, guess god was rootin' for him

All the under dogs and real niggas is rootin' for us (Yeah)

Yeah, so I’ma walk like a warrior

Ride like a soldier until it’s all over

Still mashin' for the soldiers no longer here (No longer here)

Listen to myself, that voice in my own ear (Ear)

We just face him so it’s nothin' left to fear (Fear)

Talkin' to god, feelin' like it’s no one there (No one there)

Give 'em the truth, something they don’t wanna hear (They don’t wanna hear)

They live in this prison, and death is just another tier (Another tier)

Crying inside but never shed another tear (Another tear)

(Yeah) Still searchin' for the purpose god put me here

I’m a five star general, the god’s disciple

If god don’t work, the god’ll get the rifle

When the god on the streets, the feds wanna indict you

Sword wit' the words for the soldiers to fight to

Death before dishonor, before I break the code in the streets

You better give me death your honor

Niggas snitchin', be another death for the homicide

I’m in the five, fresh to death in dishonor

Salute me or shoot me, this is a life sentence

Don’t finish me I come back blastin', menace

I cross my heart, hope to die for the cause

I could power all streets, uprise, fuck their laws

Revolutions starts with evolution

We all tryna find a resolution, tryna find the best solution

In the hood we need retribution, or the Tec is shootin' (Shootin')

Blap, blap, blap, the Tec is shootin'

Still mashin' for the soldiers no longer here (No longer here)

Listen to myself, that voice in my own ear (Ear)

We just face him so it’s nothin' left to fear (Fear)

Talkin' to god, feelin' like it’s no one there (No one there)

Give 'em the truth, something they don’t wanna hear (They don’t wanna hear)

They live in this prison, and death is just another tier (Another tier)

Crying inside but never shed another tear (Another tear)

Still searchin' for the purpose god put me here

It’s the grown man in him (In him)

These lil' niggas can’t stand with him, my nuts hang like slaves

I’ma keep it one hunnit, 'till my last days

Right or wrong, pitcute me rollin' with sumn' swollen in the ashtray

We here to give 'em the truth, if they like it or not

Blackballed this a secret plot but still

Against all odds, me and my squad push forward (Push forward)

They try to hide us (Hide us) You gotta look fo' us (C'mon)

But we’re there, still holdin' the flag like olympians

Oh yeah, it’s them again

The Outlawz indeed, applause from the streets

They’ve been waitin' on this, haters debatin' on this (It's cool)

We from the true school (True school) You had to keep it true (Keep it true)

Real talk and shit or you could keep it movin'

It’s just too much goin' on to ignore

They got money for wars, but can’t feed the poor (Still)

Hi, much don’t like me, but I don’t care

So I turned to a rebel and shaved my hair (Yeah)

I’m not a atheist, I’m agnostic

So I always pray to something for I rob shit

I’m grotesque, desolate, gothic

I’m climbin' to the top, my life is a moshpit

I do the devils work, beef?

Better squash it

Fuck all that gossip, this nigga here is toxic

I bend ya limbs 'till the break

I’m thinkin' how many bullets can a cartridge take?

Sometime the brightest light comes from the darkest place

Eleven, three, seventy-three marks the date

You the type of mothafucka that’ll call the man

Don’t make me make you disappear nigga alakazam

If you try to come at me and my fam

There be gunpowder residue on my hand, understand?

Still mashin' for the soldiers no longer here (No longer here)

Listen to myself, that voice in my own ear (Yeah)

We just face him so it’s nothin' left to fear (Fear)

Talkin' to god, feelin' like it’s no one there (No one there)

Give 'em the truth, something they don’t wanna hear (They don’t wanna hear)

They live in this prison, and death is just another tier (Another tier)

Crying inside but never shed another tear (Another tear)

Still searchin' for the purpose god put me here