Kenny Mason -
9
LUMINOUS
I am the crucifix
Lord, liar, or lunatic
Leave it for you to pick
All of them sound like the pseudonym
Bitch, I'm the rarest
I ain't sparin' any more room in this
Niggas is square, and I don't care to get to the root of it
We was prepared
We repair problems with ruler sticks
Carry the rod to measure the odds, they grew a bit
Stared in the mirror, the glare in my eyes was luminous
I came from the trenches, I carry that fire as a souvenir
I beg one of you to trip
I can see with a blindfold and both of my eyes closed
Every vision my mind showed appearin' as time goes
End of the live shows, I'm hearin' the encores
As far as nines go, I'ma keep mine close
I'm the light in the dark room
I see how these so-called gods moved, I was not moved
Went to an art school, only learned how to draw tools
I got my money up, now me and some niggas not cool
I'm from where junkies put the pussy on you for dog food
Benjamin's all blue
In the criminal carpool, livin' by mob rules
Brotha' livin' by pirus
One's that I never ever wanna adopt to
Visualizin' a new life, I knew I'd have it
I prayed for a shot, then got shot a few nights after
Started movin' with blicks, that's how I know I adapted
I done grew up 'round some crips that was said, "Blue lives matter"
I done grew up 'round some bloods that treated me like mine
And started hangin' with some - that grew to be House 9
You had to know yourself inside for you to be outside
I always knew I was too bright to ever be outshine
Fuck a critic opinion, they don't say who the real best
Greatest to ever live, that guess depend where you lived at
I was livin' in zip codes that niggas move zips at
Niggas'll do a song if they don't think you a real threat
I'm just pushin' the art to places that it ain't been yet
Raising the bar because I hate the shit that y'all been cheering at
I'm possessing the power that don't none of my peers get
Movin' with no fear 'cause I'm from where niggas kill at
Lot of you niggas need someone to call big bro
The only co-sign that I needed was all six zones
I call this home
Let's start the car, see how far shit go
Lord, liar, or lunatic
Leave it for you to pick
All of them sound like the pseudonym
Bitch, I'm the rarest
I ain't sparin' any more room in this
Niggas is square, and I don't care to get to the root of it
We was prepared
We repair problems with ruler sticks
Carry the rod to measure the odds, they grew a bit
Stared in the mirror, the glare in my eyes was luminous
I came from the trenches, I carry that fire as a souvenir
I beg one of you to trip
I can see with a blindfold and both of my eyes closed
Every vision my mind showed appearin' as time goes
End of the live shows, I'm hearin' the encores
As far as nines go, I'ma keep mine close
I'm the light in the dark room
I see how these so-called gods moved, I was not moved
Went to an art school, only learned how to draw tools
I got my money up, now me and some niggas not cool
I'm from where junkies put the pussy on you for dog food
Benjamin's all blue
In the criminal carpool, livin' by mob rules
Brotha' livin' by pirus
One's that I never ever wanna adopt to
Visualizin' a new life, I knew I'd have it
I prayed for a shot, then got shot a few nights after
Started movin' with blicks, that's how I know I adapted
I done grew up 'round some crips that was said, "Blue lives matter"
I done grew up 'round some bloods that treated me like mine
And started hangin' with some - that grew to be House 9
You had to know yourself inside for you to be outside
I always knew I was too bright to ever be outshine
Fuck a critic opinion, they don't say who the real best
Greatest to ever live, that guess depend where you lived at
I was livin' in zip codes that niggas move zips at
Niggas'll do a song if they don't think you a real threat
I'm just pushin' the art to places that it ain't been yet
Raising the bar because I hate the shit that y'all been cheering at
I'm possessing the power that don't none of my peers get
Movin' with no fear 'cause I'm from where niggas kill at
Lot of you niggas need someone to call big bro
The only co-sign that I needed was all six zones
I call this home
Let's start the car, see how far shit go
Credits
Writer(s): Dilip Venkatesh, Edwin Green, Graham Jonson, Mathauis Young, Rashad Williams
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