Wise Guy
You know, you see the machine
But you never really know the mechanics
Lay down a fool, wake up a wise man
Wake up a wise man
Tell me how you scared of the dark if you a blind man
Is the world falling apart, open your eyes man
My teachers used to say I talk a lot
I like that
I used to get in so much trouble for it, despite that
Was penalized speaking what's on my mind
I fight back by using ink in pen to write these rhymes, now price that
Infatuated with the brain, I study humans and animals
Every time I pick my pen up, do exactly what cameras do
Take a snapshot of my life
Give it as new advice for the youth to live in they truth
If they don't, that's hefty price
Kids kidnapped like 5 days, una semana
For Karen to teach us black history, that's a problem
I question the disposition of most successful doctors
As well as preachers, I feel like they just chasing that dollar
New religions that keep us divided, that's forbidden
I caught feelings when lied to under church ceilings
Now that's as cold as a tundra, consider that an entendre
To false prophets, I say good riddance
Lay down a fool, wake up a wise man
Wake up a wise man
Tell me how you scared of the dark if you a blind man
Is the world falling apart, open your eyes man
I can tell you pussy from grabbing metal like Osborne
Right before you pull it, you probably putting your pad on
I can see the future, envision me taking mask off
Right before I 187 you and your task force
It's Daz Lord
Pray to God and get all your blessings
I'm not percenter, but I'm familiar 120 lessons
As well as Kabbalah, Qu'ran, Dhammapada
Hakuna Matata, it's funny I can tell if you lying
I'm the King though
Welcome inside of my King's dome
Flow catchy as a ... ringtone
Chess player, I can care way less about ping pong
I'm too busy snatching plains out the game
I'm King Kong
I swing katanas wearing blind folds, walking on balance beams
Cut off all the nightmate niggas, better to follow dreams
I don't want apologies, I just want a pile of Gs
Consider me a prophet, I profit off prophecies
Lay down a fool, wake up a wise man
Wake up a wise man
Tell me how you scared of the dark if you a blind man
Is the world falling apart, open your eyes man
You know
They say that dreams are just dreams, man
I say dreams are more real than real
Just gotta chase them
But you never really know the mechanics
Lay down a fool, wake up a wise man
Wake up a wise man
Tell me how you scared of the dark if you a blind man
Is the world falling apart, open your eyes man
My teachers used to say I talk a lot
I like that
I used to get in so much trouble for it, despite that
Was penalized speaking what's on my mind
I fight back by using ink in pen to write these rhymes, now price that
Infatuated with the brain, I study humans and animals
Every time I pick my pen up, do exactly what cameras do
Take a snapshot of my life
Give it as new advice for the youth to live in they truth
If they don't, that's hefty price
Kids kidnapped like 5 days, una semana
For Karen to teach us black history, that's a problem
I question the disposition of most successful doctors
As well as preachers, I feel like they just chasing that dollar
New religions that keep us divided, that's forbidden
I caught feelings when lied to under church ceilings
Now that's as cold as a tundra, consider that an entendre
To false prophets, I say good riddance
Lay down a fool, wake up a wise man
Wake up a wise man
Tell me how you scared of the dark if you a blind man
Is the world falling apart, open your eyes man
I can tell you pussy from grabbing metal like Osborne
Right before you pull it, you probably putting your pad on
I can see the future, envision me taking mask off
Right before I 187 you and your task force
It's Daz Lord
Pray to God and get all your blessings
I'm not percenter, but I'm familiar 120 lessons
As well as Kabbalah, Qu'ran, Dhammapada
Hakuna Matata, it's funny I can tell if you lying
I'm the King though
Welcome inside of my King's dome
Flow catchy as a ... ringtone
Chess player, I can care way less about ping pong
I'm too busy snatching plains out the game
I'm King Kong
I swing katanas wearing blind folds, walking on balance beams
Cut off all the nightmate niggas, better to follow dreams
I don't want apologies, I just want a pile of Gs
Consider me a prophet, I profit off prophecies
Lay down a fool, wake up a wise man
Wake up a wise man
Tell me how you scared of the dark if you a blind man
Is the world falling apart, open your eyes man
You know
They say that dreams are just dreams, man
I say dreams are more real than real
Just gotta chase them
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