Is That Why I'm Hearing Colors?

Senpai the headline, now they dying to come
We been seen this coming 'fore the flyers went up
'Cause I do bad by myself
Retired the cuffs
Completed all the side quests
Acquired the buffs
Micrograms stashed inside of the glove
Whip up a little sleight of hand
Wait a hour or sumn'
Fungus already breaking down
Up inside of my stomach
Autotune on chromatic
Is that why I'm hearing colors?

Know I'ma reach every peak
I've decided to summit
Know I ain't get here on my own
That's why fight for my brothers
I'm eating- all my niggas get a bite of the supper
I'm cyphing- all my niggas get to light up the crumble
I stay hungry and humorous
And then maybe humble
Man don't come to my show
Tryna show off your muscle
'Cause I'll flex on a hater
Come and see me on the buttons
Falcon punch toward the stage
Footstool the tech and recover

A little come up got a nigga geeked
Big O blowing, binary heap
That yardie drip
El Mar Caribe
I'm on the deck
Like I won the sweepstakes
Life a sweep
Twenty-three and oh
Every year its Jordan- game winners only
Rap game on lock, my city hoist the trophy
New York niggas heroes
Not some fuckin hoagies
Rolling stone gathers no moss
But I cannot accept menos
I grind and I don't stop
Drive robotic, I'm Genos
Snare drum punch dragon disaster level
You love it?
Guess who mix and mastered the bass and treble

Senpai the headline, now they dying to come
We been seen this coming 'fore the flyers went up
'Cause I do bad by myself
Retired the cuffs
Completed all the side quests
Acquired the buffs
Micrograms stashed inside of the glove
Whip up a little sleight of hand
Wait a hour or sumn'
Fungus already breaking down
Up inside of my stomach
Autotune on chromatic
Is that why I'm hearing colors?

How you expect to keep a kid in the pew
When he's pretty sure the blood of the covenant's just juice
When he pree the pastor
Pushing a Porsche, but preach prudence
Is my best friend going to hell
'Cause he's Jewish?
Human life in its governed state is
Nasty, short, and brutish
Social contract fine print
"Depends on what your skin's hue is"
Ain't about your hard work
Its who the members of your crew is
Jeff ain't do himself himself
But they ain't gonna tell us who did
I'm from New York
Where they swear that the paper good
And if a Starbucks pop up?
Well then there goes the neighborhood
Would you sell your kids for profit?
The administration would
The state is trading weight
In ways that Jay-Z never could
We don't need more police
We need a wage increase
Fifteen-year-old need an AR to wage peace?
Man forget the one-thirty
Focus on the AC- rectify the current
'Fore world go Day-Z
Don't judge a book by its cover
You don't know us, so just ask us
Life ain't a text, cant fix respect with an asterisk
Hi, I'm Carter, like the legend lighter flicker
Call me he/him, or gender neutral terms
Like "my nigga"

Senpai the headline, now they dying to come
We been seen this coming 'fore the flyers went up
'Cause I do bad by myself
Retired the cuffs
Completed all the side quests
Acquired the buffs
Micrograms stashed inside of the glove
Whip up a little sleight of hand
Wait a hour or sumn'
Fungus already breaking down
Up inside of my stomach
Autotune on chromatic
Is that why I'm hearing colors?



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Writer(s): Anthony Carter
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