“Wrapper’s Redemption” – Syrup Sermon (SWEET UNIT COVER & REMIX)

[HOOK – Aggressive, Passionate Soul Sample + Layered Vocals] 🎶 You can’t wrap up truth in no candy foil 🎶🎶 Soul sold fast for a snack and some oil 🎶🎶 Now you locked in a deal, beggin’ for cream 🎶🎶 While I spit from the flames with a martyr’s dream 🎶 [VERSE 1 – Syrup Sermon] Nah, I ain’t with the gimmicks — you soft and sweet Gave your soul for a wrapper, now you lost the heat I remember days when we spit like prophets Now these boys rhyme lies just to trend in the topics You flash chains, I flash back to pain Used to write my verse under streetlight rain They sold sugar, I sold scars They want candy fame — I want battle bars This is candy war, and I’m the frontline flame You the barcode boy with a barcode name I stayed ten toes while they tap danced out You the wrapper that fold — I’m the sermon with clout [VERSE 2 – Syrup Sermon] I'm Pac in a candy store, fist still raised While they sweet talk snakes for applause and praise You lost your voice in a brand deal clause I found mine in the trauma, no applause Your bars? Bubblegum. Mine? Lit fuse I lace every rhyme like a bomb with the truth Red vines don’t bend when the heat get real But these candy clowns melt every time they squeal They said tone it down — I said sharpen the blade Let 'em choke on that sugar they forced me to crave I’m still here with no mask, no glittery fame Just warpaint and truth in a peppermint flame [HOOK – Repeat w/ More Aggression, Layered Harmonies] 🎶 You can’t wrap up truth in no candy foil 🎶🎶 Soul sold fast for a snack and some oil 🎶🎶 Now you locked in a deal, beggin’ for cream 🎶🎶 While I spit from the flames with a martyr’s dream 🎶 [OUTRO – Spoken Word, Death Row-Style Grit] “They wanted me sweet… But I came bitter with purpose. Now I baptize these sellouts in fire. Candy coated? I’m war molded.”