Loitering (feat. Jinx & Cryptic-X)

Ay look, I'm done loitering
I've been avoiding the voice in my head embroidering
A new command to the pen in my hand simple plan
Not just a kid and my nightmare come from a simple man
Preaching to me to believe in a creed as simple as
A Cudi hook but no genius come from his simple ass
Now pass the hat around throw in a dollar
And try to swallow all the wisdom from the Ghost I'm a scholar
See Trump is
Narrow minded, so many blinded, they stand behind it
He holds a bible just for the camera and people like it?
Thinking God would divine and shine on a man who's kindness
Truly predicated on whiteness or how refined your tie is
He's just a hypocrite leading the drones
Praising Jesus for the all the demons tryna build him a throne
Now he egging on all the heathens got em throwin the stones
Meanwhile Russia and North Korea give him tips on the phone Ay

Bring it back, bring it-bring it-bring it back Ay
Preaching facts, preaching-preaching-preaching facts babe
'For I snap, 'for I-'for i-'for I snap
Better take another lap and show you busters how to act Ay
Bring it back, bring it-bring it-bring it back Ay
Preaching facts, preaching-preaching-preaching facts babe
'For I snap, 'for I-'for i-'for I snap
Better take another lap and show you busters how to act Ay

I'm on a mission to dismantle the Goon
And everybody talkin bout him like the man on the moon
If you can't handle throwing sand then stay the hell out the dunes
And I know it's a lot to chew but I can handle the food
See I'm a dope rapper, going out of my mind
Got my numbers steady climbing just a matter of time
I've been putting in the work but know my skills were designed
You give me any more power I'll be healing the blind
Get in line, I bout to lead us to the top of the hill
Watch as me and all my dawgs go rushing in for the kill
And yo I'm strangling these puppies like Crewella Deville
I'm bout to make their own mothers wish they stayed on the pill
For real, I'm dragging skeletons into the light
Reminding people of the news that disappeared overnight
I'll set a fire in the office now they calling me Dwight
But imma keep on burning shit until they doin what's right Ay

Bring it back, bring it-bring it-bring it back Ay
Preaching facts, preaching-preaching-preaching facts babe
'For I snap, 'for I-'for i-'for I snap
Better take another lap and show you busters how to act Ay
Bring it back, bring it-bring it-bring it back Ay
Preaching facts, preaching-preaching-preaching facts babe
'For I snap, 'for I-'for i-'for I snap
Better take another lap and show you busters how to act Ay

I've been living most my life on a loan
I've slept couches armchairs
Hell the stones and the floor
Now Everything that I touch
Seems to turn to gold
I'm in the habit of breaking molds
Piecing together this flow
I know
It's a story that's like classically told
But pages crumpled and fold
In hands of mans that claim they own
The land the trees the seeds and that's
A sad sack in fact
A Final act to be reckoned

Give me a second
Just to paint your the act
In fact grab a mask
And I'll get you a gat
Slog make our way through
The crowd and the gas
Put the badge to the fat
Bust in capture the flag

Before you cut off the head
You gotta step on the snake
Cutting ivory from elephants
Clear out the banks
Got a Head of a mule in the den on a plaque
Shit we could have cake
Or maybe we could bring it back

Bring it back, bring it-bring it-bring it back Ay
Preaching facts, preaching-preaching-preaching facts babe
'For I snap, 'for I-'for i-'for I snap
Better take another lap and show you busters how to act Ay
Bring it back, bring it-bring it-bring it back Ay
Preaching facts, preaching-preaching-preaching facts babe
'For I snap, 'for I-'for i-'for I snap
Better take another lap and show you busters how to act Ay



Credits
Writer(s): Jess Freeman
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