Just because I'm playing this banger on repeat again in the moment.
For all those who didn't got a chance to watch and hear it.
Edit: shoutout brother armor. :)
The Work - London Freemasons
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AAlsrxuY7qc
I came from the curb with a rough cut edge,
now i square my steps, take solemn pledge,
grip got weight, that's bond not flex,
truth in the lodge, not in text.
Apron clean, heart pure, that's code,
walk through pillars, heavy load.
Bro got light now we share that road,
three knocks deep, doors unfold.
Do the work, set that stone,
lay that mark, make it known.
Tools on deck, that's trowel, that gauge
measure my mind, not age,
chisel my flaws, engage, still on the square,
same stage, tracing board dreams, all signs align.
Plum line, straight, keep line, divine,
temple ain't brick. Its time,
east light rise, that's mine.
Bro to bro, that's grip, not talk,
faith, hope, charity,
Man walk the walk, level with kings.
Same chalk, light on path, no fork.
Do the work, hold your line.
Guard the gate, keep it fine.
Two pillars stand, one truth remains.
Built through loss, built through pain.
From dust to craft, from night to flame.
The works the work, rememer the name.