Cyclez
Right
Yeah
I seen crooked ass cops plant that crack rock
On a Black Man so they can gentrify on our blocks
Rather enslave us over the drugs when they true intent to murder
Policy Overseers clocking more bodies then them hookers
No fabric matches mine cause I'm just me
I literally give my soul on the beat
My heart is all in my speech
I'm not tryna lead I want you all to wait
Follow me let me know and I'll just show you how to escape
Be careful what you choose to believe them visions all conceive
From prior knowledge foolish pumping Dead I'm all in my 'steem
Motorboat coasting these waves
Like I do on all these flows
She got crinkles in her nose
As I shake her from the stroke
Got that grip I compress tight
Lord forgive me as this liquor pours (Liquor pours)
But this hate is building and I'm feeling scorn (Feeling scorn)
I know it's apart of the process (Apart of the process)
But the cycle a bullet and I'm the target (I'm the target)
Say what's up must come down (Must come down)
But when you living it is round (Living around)
They fake that love to knock you down (Knock you down)
While we on this merry go round (Merry go round)
Man up my Enterprise
Area I got the ties
Flying all off through the sky
Burning through them canopies
Mercenary with my frequency poetic with the fear
I'm only Human so I expect the unexpected here
They all forgot about God on they strive for Apple Pie
They all forgot about Love cause they tired of fraudulent lies
This that that that catch that spirit fueled attire next to fire
Dancing quit with that Worldly shit unless you plug they Mothership
Let's ride
This that headdress draped with blood
sipping rum
through that Crucifix
You decide your sacrifice but we never switch
To Live and Die that guarantee is still the process
You cannot slow time tryna hide your problems from the world bitch
Lord forgive me as this liquor pours (Liquor pours)
But this hate is building and I'm feeling scorn (Feeling scorn)
I know it's apart of the process (Apart of the process)
But the cycle a bullet and I'm the target (I'm the target)
Say what's up must come down (Must come down)
But when you living it is round (Living around)
They fake that love to knock you down (Knock you down)
While we on this merry go round (Merry go round)
Yeah
I seen crooked ass cops plant that crack rock
On a Black Man so they can gentrify on our blocks
Rather enslave us over the drugs when they true intent to murder
Policy Overseers clocking more bodies then them hookers
No fabric matches mine cause I'm just me
I literally give my soul on the beat
My heart is all in my speech
I'm not tryna lead I want you all to wait
Follow me let me know and I'll just show you how to escape
Be careful what you choose to believe them visions all conceive
From prior knowledge foolish pumping Dead I'm all in my 'steem
Motorboat coasting these waves
Like I do on all these flows
She got crinkles in her nose
As I shake her from the stroke
Got that grip I compress tight
Lord forgive me as this liquor pours (Liquor pours)
But this hate is building and I'm feeling scorn (Feeling scorn)
I know it's apart of the process (Apart of the process)
But the cycle a bullet and I'm the target (I'm the target)
Say what's up must come down (Must come down)
But when you living it is round (Living around)
They fake that love to knock you down (Knock you down)
While we on this merry go round (Merry go round)
Man up my Enterprise
Area I got the ties
Flying all off through the sky
Burning through them canopies
Mercenary with my frequency poetic with the fear
I'm only Human so I expect the unexpected here
They all forgot about God on they strive for Apple Pie
They all forgot about Love cause they tired of fraudulent lies
This that that that catch that spirit fueled attire next to fire
Dancing quit with that Worldly shit unless you plug they Mothership
Let's ride
This that headdress draped with blood
sipping rum
through that Crucifix
You decide your sacrifice but we never switch
To Live and Die that guarantee is still the process
You cannot slow time tryna hide your problems from the world bitch
Lord forgive me as this liquor pours (Liquor pours)
But this hate is building and I'm feeling scorn (Feeling scorn)
I know it's apart of the process (Apart of the process)
But the cycle a bullet and I'm the target (I'm the target)
Say what's up must come down (Must come down)
But when you living it is round (Living around)
They fake that love to knock you down (Knock you down)
While we on this merry go round (Merry go round)
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Writer(s): Malik Rowe
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