Yeah
It's the M-A-Y-O-R
Ya dig
Like it's him— I'm really him like nah for real
Man, look
Tug at the rope got thrown for loops and my balance
Stuck in Anthropocene where moot is the standard
And movement ungranted
Unless you snooping for a human zoo to loot and transplant in
Attune your cruiser to the tune of mass panic
These days
Maroon reclusion my greatest hope
As youth we heard Yakuub myths off the stoop it was greater control or truth
But I'm taking both
What's crazier the swang or stroke I'm baby Ruth
More bases stole I'm taking two
Pray my grannies prayed enough to gain me proof of entry
Niggas is working from the earth right now
And man's demands is taking tolls of transit chances
Paved with gold the same we stole for hand to hand the blame float over our heads
We cradle clangs of drones from our beds the same as soldiers
Samely sober
Same leaf overturned get cranky rolled and burned
Outrage went frozen, though his case not cold we can't keep over churning
Throat is burning bile is rising
More concerned than proselytizing
Closed the circle knowing the incurrent curse of modernizing
My memory fucked up as kids we was getting fucked up
Was blessed the city made its space that graciousness got mucked crusted
Somewhere along the way we traded honor for a longer stay
I let my cards fall where they may, causative I'm a agar plate
Agent of growth
Feel like time pass along exponents, turn away from the smoke
I flash irascible but knowing had to change my approach
Observe the mass of my opponent merge with strength of the dirt
I turn away finish first yeah
Taking wear and tear to the chest tat
Try to keep the traps of trespassers lengths away from the headcap
Sleeping crazy times cause of jet lag
Same reason all you niggas losing second place same as dead last
Leaders of the league and
We the latest team to bring the full court press back
So brace 'em or your knees taken
Taking wear and tear to the chest tat
Try to keep the traps of trespassers lengths away from the headcap
Sleeping crazy times cause of jet lag
Same reason all you niggas losing second place same as dead last
Leaders of the league and
We the latest team to bring the full court press back
So brace 'em or your knees taken
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Writer(s): Omavi Minder
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