Kwazimoto (Prod. Gib Dj)

Verse 1 :
Living in a psycho world where cycled girls get strapped and insightful
Living in a psycho world where cycled girls get strapped and insightful
Remember I was young in the park where them kites flew
My so called brothers fought for the label that’s untitled
I think I need to pray a little more over the bible
Instead it’s on my rivals, crooks, thieves, and idols, for the love of God
A picture perfect, piece of nothing I should get into
A little work, a little weed, a crib, a kid or two
You should see how far with jobs my skin will put me through
And to think I saw it all, the false of visuals, scared
Shit was pivotal, stand I lack experience
Curiosity killed the cat, Ima tiger furious
Scratch my paws for the lost dogs who crossed yall from a period
Where niggas who werent serious started getting serious
I figured if your brother died from crossing his symmetry
Paws off the laws call for raiding where niggas be
But ain’t it a shame how its the white man’s game
I’ve been playing first I’m of color the white mans plain
I think it’s time I started telling y’all how I see it
Class is a little boring so I wake up from sleeping
Teacher you saying the same shit you said last weekend
You want all the black kids to work on math and their reading
Should I fall in that circle of living life oh how come

How I’m supposed to push drugs, beat my wife, leave my son
Or how I’m always able to dance or fast when I run
Or how I smoke so much weed, my lips blacker than mud
Now I refuse to let a person who aint smart try and tell me
That everything I say is wrong, quit starting rebellions
Man Im a fucking prophet, quit blocking this message
I’m tryna separate myself look at the south and Texas
I’m fina set it off then let if off make sure the block and heaven know who I am
I’m black plus proud of my skin, I got my dad that I know
Shit I’m prouder than him, who’s gonna tell me I can’t make it in this life of sin
Cuz you rightful men need disciples plus a bible stand
Fuck a religion I’m practing what God is saying
To all my brothers that told me to live life and be free
Man I promise I got it, I’ll hold it down for the Bean
Just don’t give me no jive shit when I’m chasing my green
Cuz like a bird I’ll fly away to where its warmer for me
Like a bird I’ll fire away to where it’s warmer for me
Like a bird I’ll fly away to where its warmer for me Uh

Verse 2 
I done seen so many tears off this painless shit
You show me where I should start reading off this painless list
I found out that I’m always bleeding where my pain is fit
I don’t even wash my mouth no more cuz my words don’t fit
Lets let the speakers bleed, replace the carpet with a carpet fit for when my feet are knees
And let these niggas talk who always talk, let me greet your teeth
Let this bottle filled with all the hot inside replace the freeze
When the worlds gives you the cold shoulder who gon fetch the sheets
Dont holla at me nigga, I been deaf and yet I wait to see
That one person brave enough to stain me, they displacing me
This one burden engraved on my chest was a place for Eve
She gave me that slice of apple juicy enough to take a piece
But should I take it ? Should I bite it ? A picture of this taken and all y’all niggas liked it
So I find myself sitting in this black room, nothing makes me happy
What about the weed? But that do
I want a fabulous life ! With a fabulous wife of course
She first has to suffer as much as I did when I was poor
This whole idea of remembering bible verses is idled more
If I was Lord I’d bring back everyone that I’m crying for, I look down sometimes
But If I look up then, who’s looking down? God is in my blood, body, spirit, and vision now
Let’s take this picture down, quit bitchin dismiss it now
You think they gon catch the fish that you’ve been fishing out, lets keep it real B
You think that you gon kill me son, eradicated I shot out more kids than a killing done
I masterbated on my pillow for the billionth time
Got better things to do than listen to your killing rhymes
I don’t bite my tongue no more, I say whatever’s on my mind
I’m more blacked out than fuckin color people blind
I show up then leave, thats colored people time
I’m done rapping, I think I covered my color people rhyme.