A Lesson

Welcome, to the Death of Deuce
Of you and you and you

Finally where I need to be spiritually, I wasn't hearing Him clearly
Told em that I would merely give it lyrically
Therapy wasn't enough for my predecessors
Proving them wrong I'm entertaining your mental record
Do any song like Maya did with the birds she wrote to free
From a pigeon coop of a ghetto I'm finally spreading wings
Now I'm soaring and metaphoring I told them I had it in me
They'd rather I talk murder, I told them it's condescending
We vibe on different levels with understanding new devils
That come with different jewels these diamonds and different metals
The ones they said matter but prove you ain't here yet
They never knew my moves I took the stair steps
Ascending With my opinion they praise it like a religion
I say it's a small percentage this only a sudden pivot
I thought it was over for me I knew that I wasn't living
That shit would boil inside they boiling rice and chicken
Even in bad decisions you see that I step different
I used to lay on floors I told them I slept different
So look i understand where you are, I'm there too
Just figured I was good with my aim and said shoot
I might as well give it to em I know how to rap and shit
I do know some killers and dealers and all about crack and shit
Plus the game is like a mole now you know some' wack and shit
But like how can they be real when they made of some plastic
Ima rile em up like Kaepernick, that ain't even half of it
And a be chilling on some Sabbath shit, ain't even Catholic
So before you let yourself go and what they think you should do
Just look at all this fly shit it used to be Fubu
Had lobster linguine I used to eat noodles
And you say you a killer nigga I see right through you
You so sick of being broke you gon spend the whole bag
I'm not saying don't blow it I'm just saying your soul mad
I'm in the club looking like money and shit you can just see that I'm rich
Smoking on drugs with niggas who love me and shit you need to be into this
All of my bitches got businesses it took a long time to get me to this
Take em to light like I do with the wrist
Taking it light but you do with the risk
I need the rent like the first and the fifth
This what I like I won't hurt from a bitch
Gotta be Jesus with verses like this
Started to see and reversing the shit
Im talking demons and hearses and shit
I'm in the Demon I'm swerving and shit
I know the fiend and who serving the shit
But I know the meaning and purpose of shit
What you gon do with me nigga
Great imma prove it to niggas see I got the truth with me nigga
A never be through with me nigga and I got a few with me nigga
I'm trying to be cool with niggas they coming in shooting at niggas if you want that
Your situation gon erase your hope and pride
I'm just saying grip tight there's shit on the other side
Just think a little different bout the shit you want and see
I'm trying to give to you what wasn't really clear to me

Ooo child streets are gonna get greasier
Ooo child you better think wiser
Ooo child no yellow brick roads to make it easier
Ooo child just be a survivor



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