True-Isms (Radio Edit)

Don't cry - dry your eyes
They say the grass is greener on the other side

OD off the white Gregory Hines, forever my
Lines are indelibly spit in the spirit of '79
Legacy livin' in Gifted; a premonition
Predicted by the mystics - sleep in and miss it, or
Arise to the Priory of Scion - fire inside 'em
We not the type to sign up to carry the lightest item
Orcas to Rikers Island; we fortifyin' a
Frontline to FIGHT precisely when the time's right
The Glock strikes nine - top of mind is
Achievement of the apogee, see we gon' reach the acme
The pinnacle, the maximum - the last degree
Mas-tery of avarice - magic of the majesty
Maverick out to pasture, that's appropriate surroundings
A captive of the open seas; a phobia of drowning
Parochial persuasion laid the work to ground the boundaries
Spatially aware of evil aliens around me

Jet City Freeze in effect, negative seventy
Degrees; endlessly kept wet - it drip incessantly the
Free Press retreat, left for better scenery, it's
Definitely greener on the East Side
Fetch, pretty please - all pets possess the pedigree
The step giddy-up and the vet collect the treasury
The redress repeat; sheep, they sleep restfully
It's way more steady on the West Side

We goin' minin' for that Hope Diamond
Ain't no denyin' how the folk grindin - a loaded 9 inside the
Coat linin' the brightest minds will thrive in any kind of
Environment ever-striving to arrive at enlightenment
I found a portal to a parallel world
Followed a pharaoh in and gave the carousel a whirl
Pearl shell glisten - get the essence of the sheen back
Gleam, Black! Everything is everything, Facts

It's TRUE||FORM we envision a break from mental prison
Listen and fight against division building a better system
Whether or not we grow up, we riding with those who know us
Way before the blow up, making the bandwagon throw up
We close enough to sure enough
Shoring up what's been holding us
Back in the belly of the beast, no concern for defeat
Devil should watch what he eat, he need a Pepcid AC
We parasitic boring out through the feet, no sleep
To each his own, but I think that resting is weak
I'm filling the fist up with the crystal if it's fit for it B
I'm throwing a fistful if you dissing either me or my team
I'm filling the pistol if you testing rest in peaceful decease
I confess, I obsess over the world in my possession
Symbolism is the individual in genuflexion to the blessed son
Torch passed by KRS-1, take it to the grave
Ain't ever gone be a next up

Jet City Freeze in effect, negative seventy
Degrees; endlessly kept wet - it drip incessantly the
Free Press retreat, left for better scenery, it's
Definitely greener on the East Side
Fetch, pretty please - all pets possess the pedigree
The step giddy-up and the vet collect the treasury
The redress repeat; sheep, they sleep restfully
It's way more steady on the West Side
Jet City Freeze in effect, negative seventy
Degrees; endlessly kept wet - it drip incessantly the
Free Press retreat, left for better scenery, it's
Definitely greener on the East Side
Fetch, pretty please - all pets possess the pedigree
The step giddy-up and the vet collect the treasury
The redress repeat; sheep, they sleep restfully
It's way more steady on the West Side