feat. Mestizo

Don’t you love it when I hate you and choke your brain
You know it’s hip hop cause I spelled it wrong
Naw, glam glitter bitches hit the road to fame
Game’s spinnin in a circle till it’s loced insane
Flawed thought walked in the middle of the talked bought brought
Brang and taught as auction block
Nauseous slop
The marquee spot
The coffee’s hot
The offer’s not
The faulty top
In tangy malty froth
Come to salt these crops
Bobby socks change to Barbie stocks
With the stop dot dot dot dot plus go to commercial
Your work load fold, don’t you turn the dial
Run a mile in a circle, unlearn a child
What you earn when you burn into ashes in urns
With the dirty cash, smirkin murder smile
That’s when the party stops
In the Audi ox
Plus the blazin hot Bacardi stocks
Marky Mark rock the same chop block
(Way back in the day?)
Don’t you hate it when I love you and probe your dreams
You know it’s hip hop when it’s out for self
Singing double thinking time
Slingin choking screams
Going once going twice
Oh, it’s sold for cream
Sing along with the pawns of the broken king
Seen the check comin, runnin, then he sold his queen
To the piece with it’s claws in the golden screen
Think long, think wrong, what the vultures teach
Floatin thousand dollar liquor, while your culture sinks
Beep beep in the jeep, why you focusing?
I never ever let you roaches see the lotus leaf
Who freed you from the mold so your soul can sing?
I showed you wealth, in a way, it’s what you owe to me
If you leave now, please, now it’s only me
Don’t release that remote, where you going, B?
All alone I can’t control my control machine
I thought you loved it when I hated you and sold you things
Don’t leave me dog, I need you like this golden bling
Like a hole in the dome, and a phone in the jet
and a step to the edge, till I know you bleed

I got rims on the yacht
Spinners on the watch
Trigger on the cops
Dinner on the moon
Been around the world in a pearl balloon
saloon stocked, on the rocks, and you heard the tune

(Verse 1)
Yo, shit ain’t like it used to be, Not since puberty
Who knew our paths would happen to cross so what you do to me
But now I love you with every bit of my heart
How I used to get you wet when I hit it too hard
I can taste you on my lips, I even love your aroma
Please stay close to me, we’ll float into a coma
I love your red hair, I’m just dead air without you
Showed me the light with slight pools hype around you
You used to love crushed ice cold down your back
I’d try to swallow you whole, you rolled down the sack
But now it’s empty, you and I’m whipped, I’m lonely
A love letter to you, but yes I hope the phone rings

2x
Every penny I made I always brought straight to you
My thoughts never strayed, I stopped shaving it’s proof

(Verse 2)
If I can’t have you girl consider this the suicide note
I miss your mind games ever since you and I broke
At time you made it hard to breath hard to see the end
Please one more chance I’ll never let you slip through my hands again
I always showed your seeds love
You were never charmed
How’s it better this way, with an empty set of arms?
I know we said we had to let the air clear a few days
I thought I knew life, well then along you came
But now it’s too late
You were always more then just a friend to me
You’ve occupied everything in my short term memory
Sure there’s other fish in the sea
You snagged the line
Corny but cold in this empty sack of mine

2x
My friends ain’t seen you, said I should let it be
But yo girl you’ll probably be the death of me

You’re my source of inspiration, did I pass my limit?
We used to light an incense, we’d snap in the kitchen
Following our instincts with whipped cream in the dark
The chemistry between us when shit seems to get hard
We used to cut class to chill, we’d get alone I’d choke
Spittin’ shit I wrote for you, not just blowin’ smoke
No other will effect me in the same place that you touched
Sometimes I wish my friends would’ve never introduced us
You give me goosebumbs, but the truth is I love it
Sometimes too much to take, we used to do it in public
On the train in front of other people she never seemed to care
Where we was going ’cause sweet love was in the air

But brothers would it kill us to change?
And chain ’em up in prison when it filled ’em with hate, cause ain’t a difference
It’s pound for pound the literal weigh
Stay down for now
It’s crowns are minutes away
And hey, to each his image, with satan lickin his fangs
But sang bandstand freedom in it’s business of slaves
Who paid Jay-Z and Mantan to give it away?
Shit’ll take some new brand pants to get us to stay
Make haste
To the pinnacle, infinite, made of mineral clay
Today we’re diamond, nickled, crippled out of critical rate
A little wisdom with some rhythm to pray
A place within em, livin grace as original as the middle of gray
His cynic cake and Antoinette with a tyrannical taste
Faith abandoned
How we wise if even famine obeys?
Now we’re swimming with the salmon to calamity’s lake
With granite feet, shaped from vanity and grammy speech “thanks”
The late great planet E
The hand of greed squeezed, fannin these flames
Nine to five will be the ant theme, but man, it’d be great
Time’s a lie, Yah’s alive, why’s it man that we praise?
Anchor hands and canvas feet
Like, damn if we say
Standing deep beneath the, deep between the span of these banks
It might take a Barbie chant to get the answer dj’ed

But man it might change us to stay
Straight line ’em up and shoot ’em when they cued ’em for fame
It’s the same unnamed shooters, through the hoop with the flames
Saying truth is the rain, remain luminous and true to this or lose it in vain
Computer Judas rather view it through the tube in his brain
Supersized, eyes swollen open, two to a cage
Mother funded dungeons, running on punishment budgets
Someone’s up to something
Govern it, two to a plane for fame, sing it again, a cell
Scream it, a gain, a name
Losin it paid us well
Keep it the same and bang
Claimin the realest real
To reel in your favorite slave
Peeling the seal revealed for real
His name remains the purest
See the trees for the forest
Born to be the force of meteors or screamin it towards us
They’d sort us off in sections
There deception ignores us
To sort us to the new world
Or new world orders
For motherfuckers that would maim us to prey
Aim and pay ’em off as senators
The predators bait
Fate inevites the snake
Like, whatevers your flav
Pay the rent for your president
We’re peasants or slaves
Which is better?
Richest debtors get a whip whipped instead of a say
Let it fix itself, while dangling from venomous fangs
Your name is sediment
The bestest threats to get you to break
To make the exodus from genocide
The letters we paint

But brothers would it kill us to change from vain
jiggy, diddy, viddy what you give me to up jump the boogie
But man it might change us to stay the same shitty
gritty, cities hittin kiddies with fronts, stunts, and hoodies
Sissies with a name and claim to fame
woody looking goody, it’s all boogie to beat beat beat
With deceit seat seeded and conceit’s teeth gleamin
the truth gets diluted to me me me

Hello I’m stress, Fuck you!
You’re fired, and pregnant
‘Cause I control this twisted carnival, hit the exits
I spent your rent on killin’ children, chasin’ red cents
Tasted birthday cake, wanna vote?
Invade with dead cents
From hemp scented bar parking lots where justice don’t chill
To money hungry starvin’ artists dressin’ up with no skills
So hush, pretend it’s a game
Just remember the pain
Write a song about the industries dust intrigued lust
Then it’s the same jargon hardened garbage
How’s your liver? How’s your sister?
Drown her kids in liquor sips
Stereo sounds for six figures
It’s bigger then right and wrong
It’s writing songs for singing sheep to sleep
Bleach the sheets, Teathin’ leeches teach the feast
On your babies dreams, ’cause maybe things ain’t that bad
Not considering, I’m not the victim cop this image, cop this insulin
Rip the infants limb for limb
Stretch their skins for instruments
Bang the drum, bang the gun
Buy the jeans by the hope
Buy the smoke by the gallon
Buy the rope by the throat
Buy the talon by the rope
Buy the throat by the talon
Mimicking riddles fillin’ abusions
Filling these shoes that’s impossible
Fossils rockin’ Big Macs and public hip hop and toppled obstacles, and stumbling
You’ve got a shot, humilities just an anchor
Work to turn the slaves into graves
Ashes to cash dust to pay dirt
Chalk up a favor, pay it later
For now we’ll fake the sound
Ground shakin’ anti-gravity
When your wallet weighs you down
Hip hop cultures flourishing worth worshiping these vulture skulls
Of target markets, red targets and carbon multiples
Of headings beading sevens, sixes and small print
I’ll be Tyreseus to lead these lemmings towards the dolphin shit
I’ll be Tyreseus to lead these lemmings towards the dolphin shit
They have eyes but do not see
I’m not the victim, cop this image, cop this insulin
I’m not the victim, cop this image, cop this insulin
I’m not the victim, cop this image, cop this insulin
I’m not the victim, I’m not the victim, I’m not the victim