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This shit crazy... Two-fifteen Uh, I'm here seated at the helm The black soundtrack to confusion is the film I'm channelin' uncertainty and usin' it to tell the story of winnin' in life, then losin' it as well The triumph was Makaveli inspired Awaken a sleepin' giant, commander Tariq ibn Ziyad Fresh from the fire and into formal attire that's from a foreign designer I call the plug, supplier, look at how high we got Try me not, that's the caveat You'd probably get the same thing my last body got Poet Laureate, swift chariot, the Maserat' The one to watch, born the year of the ox I got more than a reason to revel like Desus and Mero Lyrical religious hero on Jesus' level The reason none of these heathens is even as thorough We bare arms like Idris or Venus de Milo My blood is different than the blood that you bleed if it's yellow I'm colder than Paul Robeson leadin' Othello I'm older than the barcode, it ain't easy to tell though The rap John Henry, the send me deep in the railroad I'm heavy metal, the rock roller, the rebel without a pause Perspective is bipolar as ever, I got across the bridge and then burnt it into ash A reoccurin' dream and then turnt it into cash The reoccurin' theme is the hurt lives in the past SongtexteBut undeniable lessons I learned live in the stash Uh, the breadwinner, the dead sinner, the head-spinner I heard life is a bitch, I went to bed wit' her I once was told to know thy self How can I grow myself, if I don't know myself? The low-hangin' fruit for bottom feeders, no top-shelf I chase demons for a lotta reasons, not just health Seated at the throne, summonin' the ghosts like a seance I never take a day off work, it never pay off I wish for more peace on this Earth and never chaos As long as classrooms gettin' sprayed with the ARs Yeah Revelation of a blessin' in disguise I looked hate in the face and read the message in his eyes They clickbaited a nation and requested the response And dictated the makin's of another renaissance But wait, the fate of it's what the government decides And I don't mean the state, I mean this government of ours The mark, Ark of the Covenant requires Frauds, I'm makin' a mockery of 'em with the bars alone The population of the world has grown And more people in the streets than live in gorgeous homes A lotta heavy conflict zones, the swords are shown I'm tryna study all the language on the Georgia Stones To quote the classic joint, "What a fool believes" And what the teachers of the school believes Is very different from what the thieves and the class in rule believes I'm tryna give y'all some jewelries We under pressure like a diamond mine Huntin' it somethin' like a phenomenon And we losin' light like M. Night Shyamalan Them people searchin' for somethin' with body armor on You never know who they wantin', that's why we on the lawn Preparin' me, that isn't necessary, what I'm haunted by is knowin' where the bodies are buried Yet, I'm taunted by the omen Knowin' my adversary, I'm gone to Neveruary It's on, it's gettin' heavy for real Aus Songtexte Mania