FREELANCE

Now this is pure transcendence
It ain't clandestine this plan tested
And received answers from the ancestor
Amen
Can't tell ya there was never cavemen
That behavior is just how they slave men
Put em in playpens
Called privilege or the state pen
Ain't no escapin' the basement
Whether your rich or you poor
Your only measure is how far life can take men
Ain't no replacement, its yo drive
Whether you call it Jesus, Yahweh or God
Don't fight that inner pride that's inside ya
I got this fever and shit has been heatin' up
And I believe in up
But most days have been lookin' down
Driftin' on memories cause it's so hard to stay grounded
I think I found it
That mountaintop that Martin founded
It's been hard of thinkin' of climbin' it
No martyrs I'll keep to rhymin'
Don't need a leader shit'll blind me
I guess they found me at the bottom
Thought I was drowning
But truth be told it was my way of accounting
For all the times they told me
Don't hold ya breath in all this rhymin'
These days its either my fist or head pounding
Against the wall tryna find a beat
To keep some sound in here
I hear voices talkin' to me tryna get a rouse outta me
I'm takin' off for anybody that done doubted me
I'm bound to beam to another planet
Over the sound of beats
And these niggas don't like to be around a beast
I guess standing next to a Giant ya bound to shrink
No comparison, Know this get scarier
Hope they get a career off my quotes they all stole
But its better for us
Not to boast but I'm elevated
You hella played out and its evident you'd never make it
Without the soul of the South
Do anybody know what they flowing about?
Show me you bout it
And I'll show you a game full of clout chasers
Beginners luck faithers
Get a game full of hoes that don't know paper
It's only niggas that owe paper that show paper
But real niggas think to grow paper
Only niggas that owe paper that show paper
But real niggas think to grow paper