[Intro]
Yeah
Some gangster science
Nah mean?
Yeh
[Hook]
Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues
My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords
Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins
Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains
[Verse 1]
A-yo my words be a sacrifice
For niggas in the afterlife
My thoughts float around with the stars like they were satellite
I'm the last brave man to shake hands with caveman
Take land and make plans with mans who understand
Choking glands, smoking sams for centuries
Hey yo the future's already written son, I hope this shit mentions me
The past makes a man who he is, this shit was meant to be
I learned to let life take path it's not my burden
I learned to live my life by the minute like Tyler Durden
Cause in life if you fightin' with self, you won't win
You see the things a man owns, they soon own him
They got little kids in school under evil spells
That's why I never went to school
That's where the evil dwells
See these streets is hell
In the deepest well
I learned to live, independent I just need myself
Politicians supposed to be the peoples help
The most righteous, be the ones with the weakest health
Rich niggas dying, still trying to keep their wealth
Buddha says enlightenment can be seeked inside our self
A man got shot, on the spot over nothing
It's pathetic paramedic approach him with anesthetic
They ask him who could do him such physical harm
While the shooter get away with his criminal charm
(With his criminal charm)
While the shooter get away with his criminal charm
[Hook]
Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues
My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords
Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins
Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains
Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues
My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords
Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins
Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains
[Verse 2]
Ay yo, the scene of life is spoken through daily living
People go to church every week, still unforgiven
If you run through through the rain son you still get wet
Ay yo the birds of destruction be the US Jets
See I move like the soldiers in the fields dodging bombs
Or I move, like lil niggas smoking weed dodge they moms
I roll past the heavenly gates with bloody palm
Smoking in the eye of the storm where shit is calm
Going through a difficult stage, I live the hard life
Growing up my bones grew strong, eatin' my mom's rice
My old man is heavenly
You never diss the god's life
He ever tried to rap, he would probably kick a scarred cyph
War veterans, injected by human medicine
Produced and manufactured by human intellignece
Women throwin' shit in their crotch, claiming they celibate
Men kissing men, yo son it's just preposterous
Women throwing babies in cans in the apocalypse
Tobacco killin' niggas within through the esophagus
Niggas selling drugs on the corners where the profit is
I'm only stating the obvious
[Hook]
Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues
My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords
Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins
Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains
Hey yo, I feel like umbilical cords at bloody morgues
My mental injures lords with science of ninja swords
Frozen rain, open brains with pains of swollen veins
Holding canes like a pimp with a limp, and golden chains
