Faith of the Fold (Extended 1)

Intro

Point him out, yeah

Some foals are like a poison star, uh

Big up my brothers

Hah, listen

Verse 1

Point him out, some foals are like a poison star

Buckshot is a force like God Gorillaz, hard

Fabulous to toe tip, walking with a different guard

They switching hands quick, gotta stay on my guard

Hold my hand cause some switch, heart stay equipped

Tryna lighten up the pain, but these shadows never slip

Shout out to my brothers, Plez and Chad, real kept

Till I get to see again, my mind never rests

Chorus

8-2-8, ride through the weight

All this fate, got me breaking through the gate

Never blame, I embrace, what the struggle creates

Plez and Chad in my heart, yeah, I’m holding the faith

Verse 2

Different step, every toe is fabulous, I roll

Whispers in the street, but my loyalty is gold

Cold soul, but my fire burn longer than coal

They switch just to fold, but we never letting go

I'm a product of the noise, but the snare keep me bold

Bass clarinet, piano set, flex with the flow

West coast vision, but the grit gettin' thrown

Dirty south roots with the east in my bones

Chorus

8-2-8, ride through the weight

All this fate, got me breaking through the gate

Never blame, I embrace, what the struggle creates

Plez and Chad in my heart, yeah, I’m holding the faith

Outro

808 rumble, keep my head in the lane

Storms come fast, but I’ve weathered the rain

Brothers in the mirror, I don’t move for the fame

Every scar’s a lesson, every loss got a name

Grit in my chest, and the bass running wild

Trombone howling, I ain’t seen peace in a while

Raised in the mud with the drum and the file

Lessons in the struggle, but the spirit stay child

See me on the block, yeah, I promise I won’t break

Carrying the torch for the fam, never fake

Road full of cracks, but my soul never shakes

Drum and bass heart, till the last breath I take

Outro 2

Graffiti on the curb, but my story is alive

Taught by the hunger, how to struggle and survive

Trombones in the wind, shaking glass on the ride

Brothers on my line, never losing my pride

Snakes in the cracks, but I got vision in the maze

Drums thump loud, cut emotion from the haze

Keep my eyes up for the knife and the praise

Every brick laid, built the man that remains

Never soft spoken, I break through the chalk

Concrete dreams and these lessons I talk

Roots in the dirt, so my loyalty locked

808s hit, till my shadow gets mocked