Vultures

Yeah

You feed a man a fish and he might eat for an hour
I teach a man to fish and he get greedy with power
You say I should but if he could it would be me he devours
Secrets are sour on the tongue of the reaper we cower
Behind walls, I climb tall trees to see over
I'm not involved, my eye evolved to see cobra
I see no one the king's seat I need closer
I catch Z's to MCs please, your leads over
I had battle scars in my pride
But time heals, now I could rule Camelot in its prime
Melt the stone from the sword, grip the handle down at my side
Love that I make you hate me, ammo rounds for the mind
Piano sounds in the ride, I'd be hype for a large tax
Candle down to nine but I'll write till it's all wax
Tired of being broke, being tired is getting old
I ain't trying no stepping stones, I'm fire I'm set to blow
Let's go

(Aye aye) Uh
Look

This ain't no coke rap but coke was involved
Broke backs climbing this mountain but no bros were involved
Those who evolve get their name hurt, it's spoken all wrong
Like "oh I heard he's having problems that I hope he don't solve"
Fuck it
It's hard to see your hands bleed when you got no options
I had to be my man's screen, can't let a foe block him
Carried his crucifixes, I never knew specifics
Kept his money and his hands clean but he sold toxic
Go head and flex your little jewels it only helps me
Send someone to run in like it's Killer Mike and El-P
Ever since a youngin' I've been killin' mics on LP's
Bars heavy, guarantee the pen is light and healthy
Homegirl in a cell, got off the cell, here's what she tells me
Crooked CO's ain't keeping the cells clean
And they sell weed
Biggest gang in America's cop culture
They block culture and eat off who they kill
They're block vultures I swear