rockee rode

I planted bombs in the field I'm strategizing my moves
Chess match dawg I don't agree with the kings rules
Against the grain with the concept of getting bread
Stay fed what's important up in ya head
Is the truth nah slim pickings
Niggas in the booth lying consistently words switching I accept it
And now I see ya words the same as dirt
Went from waving guns in pictures to pictured up on a shirt
Shoot the messenger but ignoring the shit occurs on a daily
Show reflections of our skin going crazy
I see that melanin popping cuz niggas want the smoke
Welcome to the party already stuck in ways how we cope
That shits a steep slope run it back
My nigga Q asked when is killing black trending wack
My head down dawg I couldn't answer that
These niggas crackheads now the drug ain't even crack
That's a line that y'all ain't picked up
Niggas fell off but I got colostomy bags to pick the shit up
Big ups to niggas fucking with the kid
Authenticity niggas ain't really rapping how they fucking live
That's the net that got you thinking from a distance you a fool
It's from a distance niggas struggle telling who is who
Solving shit just like a rubiks cube
Only few come close to figure life out the rest is coming to a
Swift conclusion
Egos get to bruising when they giant it's a mess
They get wild on some cowboy shit Especially when they be facing stress
I read skin for skin is usually how they handle this
That's an FC East of the right decision
A faulty concept but it's because you fail to listen
But me I'm talking nonsense
Because I'm speaking honest
But shit I promise that I got this
And if it's conscience shit that gets you uptight
My nigga trust me you'll be alright
Meditation never harmed a soul how bout you think twice
Measure twice you cut once reducing all your mistakes
I been great but unsuccessful looms against my template



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Writer(s): Jamahl Thomas
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