Moses

I wrote achen for acres
Then I bought more than 10 acres
That's how I fight against these racist
Even my third eye had lasiks
So I've been seeing 2020 since 93 covering the basics
Every day people in the public
Fans screaming we want more - I love it
People every day during the encore
Back home open up my barn door
John Deere tractor pull it out
Riding mower for the mule and 40 acres
That never made it around my house
Slave away in my indoor office
Offices is for bosses
Any winner has had losses
And falsehoods poured all over him
Don't get lost in the sauces

I asked Jesus can He save me
I felt myself drowning in these ladies
Breaking marital bonds for quick relations
Took my wife on the road to nip Temptations
I am no longer a rolling stone
Like Brian Jones
No large bodies of water in Georgia
large bodies of water give me euphoria
Menominee River Parkway off Concordia
Milwaukee Wisconsin lakefront
Down at memorial - it's sacred soil
Nothing you know me for has been a front
Not a actor - a activist - no Stunts
And everything that I teach through music is the roots
My quest is love within the booth. Not about what I've done but what I do

Not married to the game but to the groove
Not married to the fame but to the tune
If you were to ask the same from the Who's Who
I bet there's a disconnect like Bluetooth
To my true blues its not new news to you
Who can offset me now? I'm like the Migos
Take off nationwide in a Prevost
Crunch time as if i'm eating Doritos
Spicy sweet chili is my Steelo
Its also the way I act towards evil

30 Years same girl Black
Not just dreaming its all facts
Career on Wikipedia a true poet
I don't have to do no explaining cause y'all know it
Knew it

I have never once made an entry
Fans do it
Simply I just MC
Real life I made it I'm not making it
Real life I took it not I'm taking it
Authentic vintage no mistaking it
Grammys on my shelf never faking it

All I'm asking for is some respect
That's not asking for more than I should get
I know you want success I can see it
But it's one thing to want it another to be it
I've been it, and im still not finished
Cuz im just too cold
I said it before - don't know? now you know
Check my wife she's gold
I'm a gold digger
And I'm bagging organic juice where they sold liquor
And I'm a known sipper
Big tipper
Culture giver
Uber lyfter
You ride with me I ride with ya
With two children in the quiver
And when I speak some shiver when I deliver
Ancestral transmitter
Exactly why I could never be a nigga
Stay focused no hocus pocus
Made more than one OPUS
Broke down doors the media usually closes
So you can smell the roses
Exodus slavery existence Moses



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Cris Acosta
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