Break Your Blade

Yo
Connect these bars like the Cosmic webs connect the stars
I feel like Akhenaten, long skull, descending from Mars
Technology turned government into God
But these demons fear us 'cause the covenant is ours
Being free's not free, it's the choice you make
It's true, I wouldn't B.S.U like Boise State
I'm tired of seeing people in this poisoned state
Disagreement is healthy, we need less hate and more debate
Who could check me
Give a fuck if you respect me, may the truth protect me
That's why I'd never let you disrespect me, upset me
Or ever set me up successfully
Unless you're setting me up for success, but nevertheless
There's shit I don't regret and wont ever confess
I could up the Tec from under the vest and you're getting stretched
I rest, my case, no face, no case, no less than more than I deserve
Only burn exotic herbs
I heard something my whole life implying we live by a curse
Don't believe it
They say money don't grow on trees
That's 'cause they never plant the seeds, they're seedless
Don't let them tell you that's the only thing you need
You're needless

Even though I got it like that
I still want it like that, left and brought it right back
Smoking marijuana like crack, I'm back
And all my tracks sound like I'm on the right track
Break your blade, you put a knife in my back
Call a spade a spade, play around and get your life snatched
They bump my shit, but they don't listen like that
This is Morse Code, Hieroglyphic type rap

Yo
I've got a cold mind, in no time, I'll flip the script
We're living like coal miners, work to flip the scrip
So I exclude myself, I'm not hip to shit
I'm changing every second, feeling like a hypocrite
Still I never cap, never that
A man serves many roles, dawg, I wear like seven hats
Better make sure you're the man of the household, never placate
Take care of family, make sure they're straight
Before every time you vacate
Don't fall victim, that's a set up, like a play date
They won't led up, you'll get wet up
You can't get up, yelling "Mayday!"
I've been awake, y'all way late
I turn keys that turn bitches that's gay, straight
Gotta hit 'em where it hurts, never hit reverse
Just remember I hit it first, like Ray J
Arm steady, precise, when I'm signing these checks, man
I swear they're gonna have to pry this shit from my dead hands
Take over, everywhere like pet dander, Sex Panther
Gotta learn to ask the questions before you get answers
Watch 'em assume, get confused
She wears maroon to the Moon, consumed by the fumes, jet laughter

Even though I got it like that
I still want it like that, left and brought it right back
Smoking marijuana like crack, I'm back
And all my tracks sound like I'm on the right track
Break your blade, you put a knife in my back
Call a spade a spade, play around and get your life snatched
They bump my shit, but they don't listen like that
This is Morse Code, Hieroglyphic type rap

I know they're listening
They're not really listening though
Fuck it
I do this shit for me, man
Nobody else
I don't do this to feed a family
I do it so I don't need a memory



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Writer(s): Skip Dover
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