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Two

Yo
The big keep turnin' like Ikes and Anna Maes
The church kitchen hustle dinners Saturday
over, let me grab a plate, I tend to gravitate
Towards how fish from a styrofoam platter taste
My granddaddy sported a plaid Donny
for everything we had, 'til he passed away
When I would ask about what path to
He used to and say, "No man is an island but I'm a castaway"
Casualties, I 'em like the French Foreign Legion
On the streets, they used to out bizzare procedures
In jackets and Jabbar, Adidas
Back when local R&B was just as soulful as
Me and my man, up some reefer and
Wishin' we On The Town, hitman in the lights of sand
Christian, on the edge of existence, man,
Understand and fear was the all-American ambition
For badass in the laundromat, foldin' a load
lo' and behold, a whole 'nother fork in the road
My wish for them is that the truth is told
Out on the corner, where whatever you can is sold
I murder ran, as vast as deserted land
Since back when Burning Man was blacks in
Before the presidential election diversion
Matter fact, before they Franz Ferdinand
You gossip on Jay and Beyonce or Kim and
But keep to the top, what my mind say
Picture my daughter water with a sign
Say, "For colored girls," I ain't talkin' Shange
Who said it's cynical? I was a and general
Rich in resource, precious metal and mineral
Before the devil entered the land of the
that Jamaican funk, gotta get it into who
For generations God, indivisible
Psych ward patience, in a interview
Become institutionalized, a nigga do
But what we had to do to survive, none o' could do
Who the technical culprit, I don't with no vultures
I'm electrical voltage, not the dosage
Too obsessive compulsive, I'm a explosive
Mixed in a bottle, I left with the postman
I'm that arachnophobia, petroleum
Ceremoniously holy when at the
Even though it's than weapons-grade plutonium
The people tryna check for the of the Ichiban
universe, you owe me one solid
My homie Gonzalez, only know gun
On the corner they prob'ly on they 21 Savage
Catch two in cabbage, Young Cesar Chavez
Revision one, yo, where we get our from?
Continuum, swingin' like a pendulum
Here the women come, sing it like Vaughan
Heard 9th up in a house, from North
Ain't no mannequin challenge, but y'all
It's gettin' cold outside, a from the wise
Y'all niggas bundle up but I bet it be a hotter summer
Not for nothin' yo, the cops get down, especially when it to us
better be a Rockefeller
Get that out your pocket fella, sayin' in
Ain't a damn thing really as far as I can tell it
Another soul with no name, the hunted
Look like a couple of days before the doctor
But my little cousin, watch him for me
I think the tryna sock it to me
It kinda like everything is out of pocket for me
Who keep it a hundred everything's partial?
Dignity and sanity is the game cost you
Wake up to the paddles on chest, we had lost you
I'm just paintin' a picture like Kerry James
I'm just takin' a picture like Mae Weems
So and say cheese, we in 2018
In a pyramid scheme, nightmares and day
From the runaway slave, to a modern day