Motivate the herd & the sheep follow
Reincarnate word not a cheap motto
Said a lot of wisdom with a spliff if my mouf
Got given keys to the kingdom, took a drink from the fountain
Every time I write a bar I picture bigger amounts
Moola, fine linen, flow that got a river aroused
Got a God like saviour, an a Pac like flavour
Still a ship that won’t sink from the fog or the glacier
One mo gin for my sins that got left in the past
Still this pen working overtime for the pension in cash
Forgive myself, I don’t need make confession in mass
Live at high speeds then you destined to crash
Freestyled еnough to give you every stylе I’m bout
FREE.99 until I’m out & take a higher route
You don’t need to know the numbers, you can’t buy him out
Legacies over jealousy, we ain’t dying out
It ain’t about the steez and the melodies
Cook a brick with ease & make enemies
Write about disease our make remedies
My brothers stand for peace but got felonies
System want the fees, start at 10 a piece
Kept 10 toes & never let it squeeze
Until you poke a beast then it’s head or knees
And I still pray to Jah to hear my letter please
My congregation run impatient with this rap game
Run with Hatian’s and Croatians like the trap mane
The only difference, came from no payments like the batmane
Rose from concrete, poetic justice all in Pac’s name
Still on my Mobb Deep, yet the goal is to go stop pain
Focus on what I can be, but know I’m not playing
Make assists just like the Joker from the top mane
Grazed my fists & brushed a shoulder with the block made
Paranoia become a walk in park mane
And when it’s did, I’m glad my my family & dogs came
Can’t be standing at this red light like I’m Roxanne
Got to keep it moving when it don’t seem like its Gods plan
I don’t give a cot damn, swimming in an ocean of fish
I got my plot – land
Bigger than a fortune you wish
If you still praying for grammy’s you don’t understand me
Tryna pull a fast one like they out of plan B
My bro think he’s Bron but he ball like Camby
Your Attitude Ferrari, but your product Camry
Pockets getting fatter word to John Candy
Came a long way away from not dandy
Outstanding vocation & the top branding
Money round the table when the dot landing
Product of human nature don’t let em fumigate ya
I count the duffle out of trouble in a rutibager
Out here making matza like a jewish baker
First two brothers is the shooters thirds a movie maker
f#ck presidents represent the change we need the action
Not just chains, or rapping for my pay or fame or satisfaction
Been a winding road, long route to go still
Called the low-key goat yet the name ain’t Michael Jackson
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