'08 CIVIC

Had an '08 Civic with the blue finish
Cigarette lit in my left hand
It wasn't all the best but I must admit it
Back then I was driven now it's quicksand
Red Hyundai with a big ass
With the smoke so thick it could tint glass
It look real good when I whip fast
But the kickback give a mothafucka' whiplash
So
I don't want nothing to think about
Lately been dealing with fallin' outs
I'm thinking should I or should I not
When I should be thinking my whereabouts
At twenty I lived at my parent's house
At thirty I'll pull the McLaren out
At forty I'll probably be dead
But my soul walk the earth
still be asking the question how
Rich'll get rich and the poor remain poor
I'm only an artist shit feels like a war
Saying the pen is mightier than swords
Shit don't mean a thing without a thesaurus
History's being made right before us
Feel like I'm Luke way I fight with the force
Whether you with us against us or for us
Shit getting thick don't get mixed with the sauce

I took a break now I'm back
Thought it was making me stronger
Now I'm just breaking my back
Got me asking how much longer
Dealing with this and with that
Now I understand my father
Can't take a victory lap
Gotta go back to the lab
I need a chance to relax
I need a chance to relax
I need a second to process what happened
And they won't even give me that
This shit is harder than rap
This shit as hard as it gets
I still got hope for the future to blossom
And when it do I won't forget

I had a vision of changing a system
That don't pay attention to people like me
Feel like I'm losing all of the momentum
It's hard just to watch but it's not hard to see
People get killed everyday in the streets
And here I am bitching like that's where I be
I'm taking the chances I'm given and run with it
Til I could give it all back to the citizens
Lacking the benjamins living in poverty
constant monopoly free up the funds
This shit forreal I don't do this for fun
All of these rappers be acting like divas
When shit get too real they get scared and they run
Others they live and die by the gun
I could relate but I shouldn't go speculate
It's a lil' different from where I be from
Grandmama died a month 'fore I was born
Sometimes I feel like she's part of me or
She watches over me just to be sure
One day I'll make history plotting the course
Living in misery building my core
Track of the century what I compose
Thought it was dope I got plenty of those
Thought it was dope I got plenty of those
Aye

I took a break now I'm back
Thought it was making me stronger
Now I'm just breaking my back
Got me asking how much longer
Dealing with this and with that
Now I understand my father
Can't take a victory lap
Gotta go back to the lab
I need a chance to relax
I need a chance to relax
I need a second to process what happened
And they won't even give me that
This shit is harder than rap
This shit as hard as it gets
I still got hope for the future to blossom
And when it do I won't forget

When it do I won't forget