Contradictions

Sitting in the studio
I got this beat from Rubio
Writing down the challenges I faced throughout my life
Spitting crucibles, running up my numerals
Tell me ain't it beautiful, when pain turn into light
Its unusual, they said I was delusional
Homeless on the street but I had known it wasn't suitable
I almost had a funeral
When juveniles get caught up in the system this the usual
Nothing is excusable
My point is irrefutable
Ignorance and hatred taught to us be institutional
You living how they want you to live
Like don't you get it
End up in the hospital your wallet need a medic
Everything's a contradiction

Like
Even when they freed slaves they still put em in a prison
And twenty five percent of us grow up to see it written
Down in our story, while we fighting for glory
Try to get out of the darkness, like sun light in the morning
I would die for my brothers, I ain't sending no warning
Mama's crying for their sons because they buried before them
Listen now it's important
Life's distorted and gorgeous
That's the why our people record it
But they ain't never recording
The things that made us important
Like we some kings that were taken
Let that sizzle no bacon
I left my heart sitting vacant
Until I added up the math and found that I'm the equation
Got a job and worked myself out of a fucked up vacation
Smoking on medication
Rolling by and I'm blazing
They see the car getting cloudy
But in they mind they be hating

Look
Some niggas got it out for me
Spitting out these curses y'all could say I'm doing alchemy
People steady doubting me, talking bout how could he
Prevail throughout the struggle come back stronger saying now you'll see
I let 'em know
They could never stop the path I'm on, is like the road
Cemented into place
My rhymes is written into stone
So when I leave without a trace
I'll still be sitting on the throne
Tripping off patron
I bet my shawty want me home
I'm loyal to my brothers I ain't switching for a bone
Sipping on this pink it got me thinking bout my own
Plans to start a business, triple that from getting loans
Friends turn to enemies
I just think it's jealousy
Crabs in a barrel
I might step on who sit next to me
But, taking everything from everyone ain't what is best for me
I'm taking out my ego, killing pride and now I rest in peace



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Vuolo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link