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Two

Yo
The big wheel keep turnin' like Ikes and Maes
The kitchen hustle dinners every Saturday
over, let me grab a plate, I tend to gravitate
Towards how fish dinners from a styrofoam taste
My granddaddy sported a plaid Donny
Hustlin' for everything we had, 'til he passed
When I would ask what path to take
He used to laugh and say, "No man is an but I'm a castaway"
Casualties, I seen 'em the French Foreign Legion
On the streets, they to carry out bizzare procedures
In jean and Jabbar, Adidas
Back local R&B was just as soulful as orthopedics
Me and my man, twistin' up some and
Wishin' we knew On The Town, in the lights of sand
Christian, on the of existence, man, listen
Understand and fear was the all-American ambition
For kids in the laundromat, foldin' a load
Well lo' and behold, a 'nother fork in the road
My wish for them is that the truth is eventually
Out on the corner, whatever you can sell is sold
I heard ran, as vast as deserted land
Since back when Burning Man was in Birmingham
Before the presidential election scam
Matter fact, before clapped Franz Ferdinand
You gossip on Jay and or Kim and Kanye
But risin' to the top, what my mind say
Picture my daughter drinkin' water with a
Say, "For colored girls," I ain't talkin' Ntozake
Who said it's cynical? I was a king and
Rich in resource, precious metal and mineral
the devil entered the land of the plentiful
With that Jamaican funk, get it into who
For generations God, indivisible
Psych patience, vampires in a interview
Become institutionalized, a nigga do
But what we had to do to survive, none o' could do
Who the culprit, I don't mess with no vultures
I'm voltage, not the regular dosage
Too compulsive, I'm a fuckin' explosive
message in a bottle, I left with the postman
I'm that arachnophobia, petroleum
Ceremoniously holy at the podium
Even it's hotter than weapons-grade plutonium
The tryna check for the return of the Ichiban
Obi-Wan universe, you owe me one
My homie Gonzalez, only know gun
On the corner they prob'ly on they 21 Savage
two in your cabbage, Young Cesar Chavez
Revision one, yo, where we get our rhythm
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 paralyzed
gettin' cold outside, a word from the wise
Y'all niggas better up but I bet it be a hotter summer
Not for nothin' yo, the cops get down, especially it come to us
Nigga better be a
Get that out your pocket fella, sayin' in
Ain't a thing really changed as far as I can tell it
Another soul no name, the helicopters hunted
Look a couple of days before the doctor comin'
But my little cousin, watch him for me
I think the world sock it to me
It kinda feel like is out of pocket for me
Who keep it a when everything's partial?
Dignity and sanity is the game cost you
Wake up to the paddles on your chest, we had you
I'm paintin' a picture like Kerry James Marshall
I'm takin' a picture like Carrie Mae Weems
So and say cheese, we in 2018
In a pyramid scheme, and day dreams
the runaway slave, to a modern day king