1992
The story begins
A kid scratching at some pocket lint
All that's in his velcro wallet
Pockets full of optimism
Don't know what it mean to be clocked in
But he's locked in
Hereditary hustle is what he witnessed in moms then
Meshuggah's obZen is how he smash on the world with fists clenched
Obvious he probably tired of the world looking at him ocular
Probable to see the world as an obstacle
Watching who coming to take his shiny god and silver pot
Stomping dude cause he got some shit in his hand that i don't got
That ain't you
You ain't competing for the freshest season
Or holding the golden reef
Closing the door up at the Four Seasons
You need to breathe
Saying fuck patience is misleading
The culture make us feel like we in such a rush to turn the pages
And then we see it
The gift is in the work you put in
And the benefit is what you reaping
Blood on your shirt
But that shit got meaning
A nigga been bite down head forward since a nigga teething
Ain't never needed to reach for any fucking reason
Except the fact that i stopped and the world is still proceeding
The money went with it
Watch me skirt off until i see it
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
I.E. crown found right up on my dome piece
Gon have to kill me spread my blood up on my own streets
Pride is in my land and trust me i am so deep
I'm coming back with the trophy
Hold me? you gon sleep
We could say that we eating but it's crumbs on the plate
Everyday we barely getting by
Yeah we skate
Or we scrape
Or we barely escaping
This has no correlation to you niggas
that done got through life with easy payments
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
A kid scratching at some pocket lint
All that's in his velcro wallet
Pockets full of optimism
Don't know what it mean to be clocked in
But he's locked in
Hereditary hustle is what he witnessed in moms then
Meshuggah's obZen is how he smash on the world with fists clenched
Obvious he probably tired of the world looking at him ocular
Probable to see the world as an obstacle
Watching who coming to take his shiny god and silver pot
Stomping dude cause he got some shit in his hand that i don't got
That ain't you
You ain't competing for the freshest season
Or holding the golden reef
Closing the door up at the Four Seasons
You need to breathe
Saying fuck patience is misleading
The culture make us feel like we in such a rush to turn the pages
And then we see it
The gift is in the work you put in
And the benefit is what you reaping
Blood on your shirt
But that shit got meaning
A nigga been bite down head forward since a nigga teething
Ain't never needed to reach for any fucking reason
Except the fact that i stopped and the world is still proceeding
The money went with it
Watch me skirt off until i see it
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
I.E. crown found right up on my dome piece
Gon have to kill me spread my blood up on my own streets
Pride is in my land and trust me i am so deep
I'm coming back with the trophy
Hold me? you gon sleep
We could say that we eating but it's crumbs on the plate
Everyday we barely getting by
Yeah we skate
Or we scrape
Or we barely escaping
This has no correlation to you niggas
that done got through life with easy payments
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
A third of my life in the maze
Nowadays too much pain
Spend my life up out the way
Cause this is it
You gon feel me fo you kill me
I done got too much blood on this page to leave it empty
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
Cause this is how we do from 92 til
Alive as fuck feeling like I'm in my tomb still
No one around yet i'm feeling like the third wheel
Achilles Heel? shit, whole leg done lost feel
Credits
Writer(s): Sir Shabazz
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