I guess you´ve learned a whole heap of nothing Suppose you living with your demons, fuck it Thunder rolling with the punches that ain´t touch ´em
Living life without a substance I´m rushing such a feeling with the urgency of justice All these fluctuating customs, it´s all or nothing Shit get shaky as your moral compass Life is but a series of adjustments Was ill-equipped smoking spliffs, too redundant Been there, done that Mapuche Indian and Huguenot blood in his veins but his son´s black Running from it just to come back and make amends The story bending at my will I fill a void that only some lack The beat looping with my vocal, fuck a drum track My brother from a city where they poke you like a thumb tack, nigga, Westside And watch how you speak about the land ´cause I´m from that
Fuck ´em if it´s problems, primo sliding on some Rodney Mullen Flip the script, ain´t sorry for who I´m becoming Me and mine winning, cheek to cheek grinning Steel Royal Oak with the moon phase in it That´s some fly shit init, this a live nigga clinic You standing on business while I float above limits You niggas sour as a lemon, squeeze down, I found my feet It´s power in the venom, can´t kill me Filthy in denial, where you men is A menace to society, it´s ire in his image My aim is to inspire putting out that fire in you Aim and hold the iron, let it fly and see what sin do I´ma keep it simple, anchovies out the tin
Two hundred thousand fleeting thoughts I´m choosing not to tend to I´m standing ten toes, you gotta weigh the cons when you sense pros The bloody thorn on a red rose