Torch Bearer - Vaca

"Going Back Home" http://www.datpiff.com/Vaca-Going-Back-Home-mixtape.241134.html www.vacanewyork.com www.twitter.com/vacaveli [email protected] Hook: I've ran my miles and I never gave up But if you think that this is not enough The tribulations and the trials I've loved They've made me stronger and they've made me tough So now I'm here and I've never blamed luck And the road made its turns it was rough It's the pressure of this trial and error But its my time, I'm the torch bearer Verse 1: They let it through one ear and out the other Paid homage with no attention Blood travels a little faster Flows over their comprehension I knew what was meant to be Adrenaline takes over can you feel it? If I rise from bottomless dirt Can I conceal it? As he takes the stage and stops the show a new emotion never felt The cards are dealt but never will he ever take a road to melt So take his lyrics and take his pain, And bring the critics that never leave their names No shame, no gimmicks I'm entering this game This flame is imminent finish it the same I roar to speak to the crowd Swore to scream it aloud My core is harder then all the monsters 'ya speaking about About time that these dollars start 'feening' to pounce The bottom line I'm a starter 'ya need to announce Way Over due A year, see what it does to you Started slow end up first, next to few Power rises, timing, stick like glue If you weren't with me then here comes your queue (Bounce) It was worth the wait, the weight upon my chest is lifted Now I'm picking it up, tossing it, the plane has shifted I rock a fitted in the last inning the ball inside my leather So when I pitch it to these amateurs it burns, Torch Bearer. Hook: I've ran my miles and I never gave up But if you think that this is not enough The tribulations and the trials I've loved They've made me stronger and they've made me tough So now I'm here and I've never blamed luck And the road made its turns it was rough It's the pressure of this trial and error But its my time, I'm the torch bearer Verse 2: Since it's tangible It's radical in nature with an animal Mentality, Someone spray this current cause its flammable Mastery Exit my brain Let it loose to entertain It has to be Vaca's the name, best is my claim (yea) It began with some belief Sparked some hope for some relief Come to think of it I saw it working swimming through some keef Normal flows are weak But keep lifting cause I ain't even hit the gym yet Just don't push me cause I'm judging that that's something you might regret So I'll take it all It's a mission and I'm willing to ignite You bet that I'm standing tall after all I can hover over upper thoughts The under's slower, so I jump and dunk Younger, older, don't matter I pump it up I pump it up! I'm never scared, I left that feeling in the past still lives in memory So put me in the ring I'll make your heavyweights look feathery I'll bob and weave, throw jabs and hit them combos that are deadly And readily, I'll take the belt and tighten my supremacy Hook: I've ran my miles and I never gave up But if you think that this is not enough The tribulations and the trials I've loved They've made me stronger and they've made me tough So now I'm here and I've never blamed luck And the road made its turns it was rough It's the pressure of this trial and error But its my time, I'm the torch bearer Verse 3: Should have seen me writing in the back of class Class was easy, easy enough So I worked to find my path Just a bit of talent thought that I belonged on Jimmy Fallon Class was laughing to my back, but to my face it never happened Homie this the truth. You're such a critic why don't you critique my finish? Don't you worry ill slow up and wait for you to catch my message All the one's that flow but couldn't flow over a midget Say I'm wack? All I hear is royal silence, crickets. And I told the world that I'd be back for something Took an annual off of my life, I'm going back home hunting Cause its hunting season. Feeling this feeling I figure fire's gunna end up freezing For this flow is feening check the boy out Uncle Feeny I'm finishing dinner now when am I gunna have my fever? Realer words don't come to mind, they straight up pour right out the heater Believer it or not, I'm ripping a lot My name is Vaca, I spit fire and I'm letting out shots.