Yo,
chosen minds came to open your blinds
And let the sunshine present
the only hope
you can find
Know the technique,
uphold the mastermind
we define
Let the rest be, cause this is why we really
day we met peace, it's been a change of course but I found what
really kept me from absolute was counterfeit sound
nub said that's why I'm chained to my pen,
force a drop of yuka bang on both sides of your head
scourge a lot till it's dead,
and let the real bear the scepter instead
keep a sharp eye betray his hawk
that lost him and sled, and my
but we legitimized the path that they tread,
kept a quick step in spite of all the people who fled
with eyes locked in the prize
and all the tears that we shed
we breaking new ground,
something for you phonies to dread
gave it all just to carry this cross, so it's all ours,
a great game for such a low cost
Look who flew in on a red -eyed flight
Wake up,
Mr.
Sunrise
Player, my name is
Griffin
Clap your hands for words said
Enough of the hype,
you either marchin' or you slippin'
It's hard sometimes to
harness a vibe
And rock a hard rhyme when what
you love is really part -time
It's not a question if loyalty
runs through your lineage
Or a past of miseducation and
foolishly made decisions
We all walk a road where you
could live and be charmed
Make noise and let hypocrisy
deny what you taught
We either seen payin'
the price or caught in a vice
But it's ul timately the soul of the
lost that we sacrifice
So playin' your cards right
while spittin' is non -negotiable
I know what I'm sayin',
I've made this my daily devotional
And every day strollin' this app
can scar ya mentally
No tellin' who's official hip
-hop or who's the enemy
Some say the enemy could
potentially be the sinner
When most times the owner
responsible for the killin'
They talk about price and
mention him in every
LP
Yet only rock shows among
the spiritually healthy
I drop a dime mainly for where
wise and help me
Since sometimes the distos
swearin' they never felt me
I ain't your third eye blind,
you herds ain't the sly kind
I seen thieves better than you,
robbin' for nickels and dimes
Blue flew in on a red -eyed flight
Wake up, it's the sunrise,
player, my name is
Griffin
Clap your heads with words said
Enough of the hype,
you either marchin' or you slippin'
Sick of followin' your guidelines,
I put that on
God
I'll follow nothin' but his lifeline
from now until my flatline
Rap is my pastime,
it keeps me intact
And together,
when pressure was my third sculpture to crack
I laid the map out,
so those who wanna follow or spectate
Could watch me as I lead
this generation to test fate
Since day one, they rockin' with intentions
to bless crates and make moves
Crew's envy and not a checkmate
I'm weavin' a swerve of intricate philosophy to
captivate minds trespassin' on curiosity
They all exitin' out real lives
and they crossin' a line
Then find themselves caught deep
inside of a corpulent rhyme
You wanna enter this dragon,
make sure your belt is black
But let me warn you, this
Spanioreekin' has been through
hell and
My mentality is that of a
soldier sufferin' flashbacks
Well, I'm for reenactin' them
all or nothin' but class acts
Combine it with an ass cast
It's doomed for the wack,
you crew should relax
Cause deep inside you know
you ain't movin' the rats
Told you we're headlocked,
domes get kept in a tight hold
From now until
God say cease fire,
that's how the dice roll
Look who flew in on a red -eye flight
Wake up, it's the sunrise,
player, my name is
Griffin
Clap your heads with words said
Enough of the hype,
you either marching or you slipping
Look who flew in on a red -eye flight
Wake up, it's the sunrise,
player, my name is
Griffin
Clap your heads with words said
Enough of the hype, you either marching or
you slipping
You
Tunnel Rats 
