[ Featuring the Hits ]
I've been stressed out, seven for seven days of the week feeling left out, knowing damn well I can rap with the best now, bringing back real rap to the west now, when you up you always get let down, on my throne I won't step down
That Blackbird got fans raving over should he leave his nest now, I'm on flights to Sac Town, on the bus to New York, with a pen and a pad, knowing damn well these hard days won't last, I got something that a lot of niggas don't have, the will to fight for my culture, f*ck dividing the globe all over, trying to make changes to the map
The cats out of the bag when I tell them the rap artist they love, don't fight for what's black
Still selling white lines to the masses, and hoping they think it's smack
But on purpose they hold us back, so it's time for me to attack, y'all confused fake with facts
Ain't nothing realer than that, they tell my story when I'm gone, I'll take my victory lap I'm saying
I'm done turning, the world is burning, trying to cover the smoke, I know, I can't worry, my pockets hurting, all I have is some hope
Tell me what's real or not, tell me what's real or not
I bump into confusion, including more than emotional stress, coasting through oceans, frozen from my own regrets
Picking apart my thoughts, screaming food for the poor, the rich can get less
Until I made a couple grand, I never wanted success from my words, the Blackbird gon' sing, wipe tears don't curse
You'll love again whenever you get a chance to hear this verse
Spin it back a couple times, so you don't hear that hearse, engine roar when the coroner , says the destination is dirt
Keep digging through the underground, and you might meet earth
Real love is hard to find, that's why I don't even search
I wipe my scars with mud, laying face first on the turf
You get paid on the third, but the money gone by the first
You say your point wasn't heard, well what's your character worth?
A prince gotta be a king one day, but you gotta be ready to learn
Or that crown that you always wanted, gonna be put to some work
I paid my dues, so I think it's time I get reimbursed
I'm just saying
I'm done turning, the world is burning, tryna cover the smoke
I can't worry, my pockets hurting, all I have is some hope
Tell me what's real or not
Tell me what's real or not
