Droppin concepts up on they asses son!
Gotta fuckin go hard man, hard !
No bullshittin, let’s show these mothafuckas what we workin wit
Ay, listen !
They say that The Way I Be spittin this shit phenomenal
The type of ill scripture to smack ya in your abdominal
I wanna know who the fuck responsible?
JP Morgan Chase abominable
Destruction profitable
Racing forward can’t see drops in the road
Talkin a bottomless hole
This mo than a hobby my body and soul, and mind are designing this poem
Or writing this song
I’m snappin as if I’m psychotic, igniting the chronic I go catatonic like whoa
Hol up, the timing is sonic, I’m hydrogen bombin, I’m findin it hard to console
Yo, it’s kinda ironic ya don’t know, they got all our lives in a choke hold, with carbon still firin, the coasts gone, so we ain’t got time for no dull show
I’m fed up, I’m fed up like ocho
The ledger go loco
All of this cash that these bankers have poured in oil
May be the end of this mortal coil
And if you ain’t yet experience
That shit right there Shakespearean
Upton Sinclair as a lyricist
I could give a fuck about appearances
Ain’t no sing along, bitch I sing alone
If you really on, you can bring it on
Like that, right back, I said, okay, gimme this, like I’m OJ with a pretty bitch
Rest In Peace to Nicole Brown
Hope this go down on a top 50 list
Check ya privilege
All that fibbin, denying is frivolous
Got my sentences flying the distances
No imposter shit, cognitive dissonance
I be genuine in my provenience
Idiots tend to get pitied whenever I’m getting it
Sever the mic like I’m literally rippin it
Like in half
They shivering tripping like addicts of crack
Simply can’t pivot the aim of my craft
The game is so mad
The ladies just laugh
Then ask can I hit it
Permission to smash
I typically pass, unless it is Jazz
Cuz we be committed and know we’ll eventually have
The life that was meant to be had
And that’s in hopes that society lasts
With plastic floatin in the ocean in mass
And these people can’t even put on a mask
To save someone’s momma or grannie, or poppa or pappie, we coddle catastrophe like it’s a baby, they callin me crazy while wylin and raving, and poppin some molly, not talkin bout Bailey
But you the real fuckin freaks like the weather, it’s changing, whether it’s changing is a matter of accepting the data, I tell the separatists later, I put in extra but it’s effortless labor
I give it flavor, so every mufuckin record a banga
Ear ranga, piercing the night air, uh
Concise speaker, bright thinker
So when I’m flowin I put my flame up
To all those wronged by those involved, with the creation of all this chaos
Stay strong
Hang on...
What else?
The planet is crowded
And Cali is drownin
I wrote up a couple of papers about it
I’m angrily shoutin, the words on the pages are poundin
They doubtin the flames that are ragin around them
The shit is astoundin
I’m honestly overly anxious about it
The greedy keep countin and add to the damage
And people can’t manage to rise to challenge
It sucks!
Wall Street actin sus
If I’m rappin it’s all heat, that’s a must
Muthafuckas quick as shit to ride dick of the rich like the chip plantin Elon Musk
Shit is beyond nuts, common man get blocked from the guap, then the stock dropped 3 times plus
Now we got a plan, and we not gonna stop, goin off til we see our cut
Run it up until we on top
Like Pac in ‘94, we gon take that shot
No love for the punk ass cops
Cuz thug lives matter, never dug that rut
But the rose still grow like what
25 feet of concrete couldn’t stop me, look lemme show y’all some
Some shit so immense that the rug wouldn’t cover
When the feds swept it under
That’s a bet, don’t sweat it, won’t rest til the stress and the widespread suffering simmer
And my chest so tender, that it hit em, with a special feelin, like I'm blessed by Dilla
Notha West Side killa, with a little bit of Bed Stuy in em, huh..
Shout to B.I.G we all got a little B-I-T of the Notorious Black Frank White in us
Greatest of all time, Hip Hops realest
Never dyin, forever livin in the lyrics
Silence is violence, intolerance
Fear is in prominence
Rhyme in alignment with ambience
Serious conference
Intergovernmental politics, to get the climate fixed
Polar caps are melting lightning quick
In Texas ice is thick
This unprecedented, heightened risk
Requires a mindset shift
Regardless if you’re a philanthropist or an economist
Survival will depend on mindfulness like an ecologist
Millions are without a pot to piss, or runnin water in
They homes and sons and daughters sick
With deadly pathogens
And it’s been shown that all these dollars spent, on self aggrandizement
Could’ve solved the problem 10 times then
1,000 times again
So why the 1 percent still pilin Benjamins like life depend on it?
