he scheming to stretch his money longer.
thought back when television replaced his father.
popeye taught 'em spinach will make 'em stronger.
others niggas ballin', they go hard in the paint
and don't bother with stalling, they passin' the rock,
and assistin' your daughters.
his bird is squawking he should be hawking them job offers.
he's blocking her out and lockin' that white broad in the coffer.
life's in his hiney, man, we played hide-and-seek in the 90s
homie slate was clean and lookin' shiny, now presently grimy.
rollin' and smokin' up, hide that i'm chokin' up.
thinkin' 'bout the bullet i dodged society shot at both of us.
how could we NOT chance the cuffs when poverty's provokin' us.
fuck a diploma, bruh, we're just gonna die and return to dust.
just being honest, i ain't got police purusing me,
it's why i feel guilt that i dropped college and opportunity.
true thugs are them folk that got diplomatic immunity.
dollars be rulin', G. and be the source of their impunities.
we hollow krills.
she swallow pills.
he follow, flea collar.
three dollar bills.
i caught a scene that derailed me.
older head on the ave, the crack had reduced him to frailty.
never spoke, but i heard his eyes tell me, "the system failed me.
pitching dough to the banks, and then supply me, book me, jail me.
the system can't prevail me."
listen to mornin' radio, creflo makin' a cameo.
host ask if there's any hope. "yeah, but you gotta pay me though."
meanwhile, brothers are mean now, they tryin' to eat now.
duckin' the pe-nile. holdin' that heat, making you lean now.
high dose of that fructose making them folk obese now.
inflation increase now, them McDonald's burgers ain't cheap now.
it's why that crack head is suckin' dick for that sedative.
it's why my cousin's huggin' the block as if it's relative.
auntie call 'im evil, he should be seekin' a reverend.
but homie has a daughter the fact it's wrong is a irrelevant.
i just hope he survives. pray that he'll make it out.
shakin' the devils off, before they shake him out.
credits
from Gasface,
track released July 8, 2013
produced by CASTLE
mastered by Eric Morgeson @ Studio A
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