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Orlando Coolridge - Black Air Force Covenant (prod. Dandalion)
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The Black Air Force Covenant
In the name of stomped grounds and silent warnings,
I lace these soles with sacred purpose.
Let it be known:
Once the Black Forces touch the floor, peace has forfeited its place.
I pledge allegiance to the scuff and the crease,
To the smoke in the air and the silence that follows.
Where diplomacy ends, I begin.
No hesitation. No apologies.
Only action… swift and absolute.
I walk where angels fear to tread,
And if I must, I stomp where cowards beg to stand.
I am the balance of chaos and calm,
A storm with a soul,
The omen in the alleyway,
The question mark behind every closed door.
I speak not with words, but with presence.
Steel toes cloaked in leather blacker than my intentions.
My will is law.
My step is gospel.
My fade? Final.
Let my enemies pray.
Let the concrete remember me.
Let the creak of my kicks echo down the block like prophecy.
For I am the bearer of the Black Air Force,
And I do not run.
I do not hide.
I do not fold.
I slide.
So swear I,
on scuffed leather and untied lace,
to uphold the creed of the cursed,
to protect the realm of reckless,
and to never
under any circumstance
walk quietly.
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In the name of stomped grounds and silent warnings,
I lace these soles with sacred purpose.
Let it be known:
Once the Black Forces touch the floor, peace has forfeited its place.
I pledge allegiance to the scuff and the crease,
To the smoke in the air and the silence that follows.
Where diplomacy ends, I begin.
No hesitation. No apologies.
Only action… swift and absolute.
I walk where angels fear to tread,
And if I must, I stomp where cowards beg to stand.
I am the balance of chaos and calm,
A storm with a soul,
The omen in the alleyway,
The question mark behind every closed door.
I speak not with words, but with presence.
Steel toes cloaked in leather blacker than my intentions.
My will is law.
My step is gospel.
My fade? Final.
Let my enemies pray.
Let the concrete remember me.
Let the creak of my kicks echo down the block like prophecy.
For I am the bearer of the Black Air Force,
And I do not run.
I do not hide.
I do not fold.
I slide.
So swear I,
on scuffed leather and untied lace,
to uphold the creed of the cursed,
to protect the realm of reckless,
and to never
under any circumstance
walk quietly.
http://bedotwater.bandcamp.com
#slumpgang777 #onsol #boombap #hiphopartist #independentartist #lyricalrap #miccheck #realrap #undergroundhiphop #chicago #barheavy