Nine Ra— Keep it Hidden
I don't appreciate when people come up to me judging like, youknowmsayin'? You ain't inside my mind and you ain't really been through what I been through. So live my life and then talk shit
Afflicted, I yearn all life obstacles was made manageable. / Inflicted internal strife on the world I made my pain tangible. / Insane mechanism to cope-- let the wisdom and hope / die with rivals. Desert is in the coat— with death the vision is smoked. / Invisible stress hate fragments under the breastplate where the bones form it. / Undisposed dormant agony, daily undisclosed torment. / Forcing a smile— another performance. Saccharine tact that smothers a hornet’s / nest living up inside of my chest. The cloak of a grin’s the perfect adornment
People talking shit, but you don’t know what I be going through. / I don’t bitch about it cuz y’all don’t need to be knowing, fool. / Keep my business hidden like a strap, I barely speak though. / All my problems hidden— fuck you think I smoke this weed for?
People talking shit, but you don’t know what I be going through. / I don’t bitch about it cuz y’all don’t need to be knowing, fool. / Keep my business hidden like a strap, I barely speak though. / All my problems hidden— fuck you think I smoke this weed for?
Earth’s eternal tears carve the stone, the sediment whittled away. / Pavement rivers breaking mom vertebrae when we were little would say. / Asphalt soil shattered crystal seeds holding vices. / Bottle transparent but some lack clarity thought old as Isis. / Wool over eyes much harder to lift the fog than lift a dead lift. / Pallbearers lift the dead I bear his pain, pause, head drift. / Explore the mental plane like pre-flight mechanical inspection. / My pair sights only parasites though human animals in question. / Reconnecting with the Earth neglecting secret weapons that be birthing Hessians. / Burning money low BMI, those addicts around the hearth is meshing / but be cold to they baby— skin blistered, molded, with scabies. / Pass sickness to next family like pits if they sold it with rabies. / God don’t answer, searching the Earth upon which I’m sent to die, / over and under clenching vines of life potentially endless lies. / Became the Hell I’m surrounded by, from parents was never allowed to cry. / Streams of blood replaced our tears, that’s probably why we was proud to die
People talking shit, but you don’t know what I be going through. / I don’t bitch about it cuz y’all don’t need to be knowing, fool. / Keep my business hidden like a strap, I barely speak though. / All my problems hidden— fuck you think I smoke this weed for?
People talking shit, but you don’t know what I be going through. / I don’t bitch about it cuz y’all don’t need to be knowing, fool. / Keep my business hidden like a strap, I barely speak though. / All my problems hidden— fuck you think I smoke this weed for?
Hard to warm my heart when fights just don’t cease on cold streets. / Had to move them hands quicker than suicide by police. / One two like mic check, 12 might check my pocket for scratch. / They target that— like description I always seem to match. / Wearing a morbid and tough shell, but the camaraderie more than enough. / Hardened by war in this rough hell, he thinks he go hard and get slaughtered in bluff. / Trauma centers traumatized, nightmares of what I seen. / Terrorized in the night my niggas bonded by the dream / Dream of what they witnessed themselves. Flashbacks they living in Hell. / They come home and still trapped up in a fucking prisoner’s cell. / Know that recognition’s an excellent retribution / But I feel it’ll never come, contemplating self-execution. / See snaking acquaintance, every dap ain’t love and peace. / Open palm don’t mean a gun won’t be drawn. No love upon these streets. / Analyze and keep it hidden, know he different in the core. / My mind cold as homies as they still and stiffen in the morgue
Damn y'all niggas like some children, bruh. Like y'all be on that he-say, she-say, hearsay shit. Knowmsayin' I ain't got no time to listen to that, bruh. I ain't got no time to be talking about other people, sayin'? I don't know them. Just sit back with my pack, knowmsayin'? And blaze up this loud
