[ Featuring OZZZIE ]
What's a quarter to an O
A dime to a nick
Take yo' pick
Better make it last
You got 2 hits
Hit for hit
We the illest dropping hot classics
The proof is in the projects
Stitched like Mitchell & Ness
I rock it on my jacket
Like StressLess on my chest
I digress
Put away the pain inside the trash
Only way to green the grass
In this dried up land
Water your patches & stash it
They gone try to snatch it
A Bad Man came through with the boombastic
It's drastic
Don't ever compare us with fake plastic
I've had it
With the microwavable static
Kick 'em out the bracket
Couldn't get passed the draft picks
They did the same thing with Syd Barret
Lunatic in the hall splattered like relish
Embellish
Every wall inside the building
I'm wielding what you've been shielding
Concealing
Inner thoughts inside of your mind
Brain foggy
Blurry vision gone blind
Is this the reason why
Why, why, why, why
They don't wanna try
FAUSTOE asked me to rewrite my verse
Made something deep, mad with words
Outro like exit wounds
Vulnerable like getting beat as a kid
Ran from fights
Unless it's with friends
Knuckled up we'll see where the quest ends
Iconic, Ironic
And
Smoked & sold chronic
Before the Asian packs
Hydroponics
Panic attacks hit
Here & there
Need it like off like holidays
Suffocate like J holiday
I hate that shit
Trying to center myself
Instead of being the center of self
Eye vs I & ain't always late
Time is coy
Why wait like Red Skull
Change it up like Red Skins & Indians
Keep talking like Minions
Feeling like I got no culture
So I adopted one
Rap shit
Black culture
But accepted
Now cutting up like a C-section
Cutting up like a C-section yo
