Sink or Swim - Sweatshop Union

These rappers don’t know me — Lingham and Dione

Power of creation, destruction of the old me

Ego is the trophy, throw that on the fire

Listen to the hopy, purify desire

I ain’t going nowhere, yes I’m a survivor

Step inside the Merkavah, mama I’m a writer

I ain’t going nowhere, yes I’m a survivor

My 3rd eye’s a stargate, mama I’m a writer

I am, all I know is I am

Come at me with anything, I will show life 'n'…

All we know is strifin, we don’t see no struggle

We on that live forever shit, come and get yo cup full

Don’t believe them liars, they just here to fire

We create the universe that we live inside of

How come they deny us?

Infinitely writers

Tell me how they stop us when they exist inside us, us

(Hook)

And when the time comes, baby we’ll be ready

Can you feel that song storm that’s breakin through your levee uh?

And when the time comes, boy I hope you’re ready

Sink or swimming in this bitch and you drown if you’re heavy

These rappers can’t see me

They’re living in the land of make believe

We remain invisible and talk to em on CD, modern day weegie

Spirit trapped in the ones and zeros til they free me

Nothing is beneath me, everything I see is me

Even you or I and I and you and we- are piecing together the puzzle,

deciding what we’re seeing

Shaping the universe, trans dimensional being

I am, yes you know that I am

Bringing all the water to the flames like Poseidon

Drowning all the sorrow and the pain and the tides in

Wash it all away in the waves with the trident

Aiming at the sky and I’m summoning the lightning

I’m not afraid of dying, I know that when it strikes me I’ll transfer my psyche

To another like me

I’m on some live forever shit, come swim with the Pisces, yea

(Hook)

And when the time comes, baby we’ll be ready

Can you feel that song storm that’s breakin through your levee uh?

And when the time comes, boy I hope you’re ready

Sink or swimming in this bitch and you drown if you’re heavy