TALKING

I been in my own zone, distancing
My ozone broadcasting dissident
Most of y'all use ya eyes too much and ain't listening
Only one in the family that hasn't had a christening
Charging gems til they glistening
Chiseling away, til the masses turning gray
I be sitting on a safe, legs swinging
Envy on your face, never seen a white dude this magnificent
Heathens lack discipline, dump plato in the cave
Hallelujah, i was saved
From these haters and the fakes
By these jewels that i make
By these jewels that i rock
In the sewage on the clock, i been dying every step
I be really wanna pop but cannot seem to lose these shakes
It's a lot of shit at stake, you juice sour grapes
That's a whole foul taste, i need futon space
Just to stash all my tapes, compilations of the greats
My words geometry, this the application of the shape
Definitions of the grave, the dead, master or a slave
A machine running wild, that's terror
Emotions of the brave, the makeup of a warrior
No Mac mascara, lemme paint the picture clearer
Residing in a fucked-up house
Just smoking on a fucked-up couch
Waiting for a call to head out
Just to make that little bit of money
And I can feel the one-two coming
The fast life in slow-mo
I can see the homie running
Baton to the face yet i can't feel nothing
Why life out here this numbing?
And i can only express when i'm drumming
This fifty clip internally, verbally released
Let em loose, fatigue parkas and clean boots
I got black thought like the roots
Judged for the stardom like the jews
Karma is a bitch n i been paying dues
And shunning the news, channels
Reporters ain't reporting the importance of this shit
They raping young daughters in this bitch
Revolutionary leaders at the coroners, its sick
Out for self, scared on the corners flipping quick
With no cause
See lately i think that we lost
Every footsoldier thinking he a boss,
I been on the grind, these shades for the shine
In the studio laughing at all the shit that i lost, but fuck that
I need that fuel just to keep my hyped
Shit alright, but a cheap thing not my type
I don't know how to sleep well, that must be nice
It's a dark world and we all like fuck these lights

Don't be talking if you don't know
Don't be talking if you don't know
Don't be talking if you don't know
Better not be talking at all

I need a little more hope
Instead of a little more dope
I know how to cope with a lot
But my life so far been a slippery slope
I got a grip, my homie in jail for the sst
I dropped a sail on this boat
Chill, I'm the goat
I drop weight in that vape, and that thing make me float
I assail when i coast, skin paler than most
Impale a dumb sst, eardrums gone at the show
Dabs and hugs
Be wary of these cashless thugs
Dirty shoes on expensive rugs
Rick James the style
I throw up every once in a while
Cuz my body can't manage
Need a coke and a smile
All my thoughts move freely
But limbs affected, at first they don't believe til they stand corrected
Assumptions being made, left you guessing how
Y'all tryna hit me up but you can miss now

Don't be talking if you don't know
Don't be talking if you don't know
Don't be talking if you don't know
Better not be talking at all