Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nadeem Mostafa
Songwriter
Lyrics
Fuck what you thought it's a piece to the temple squeeze and it spark
That something to pierce the mental the metal meddle with flaws
They're pumping that presidential the peasant peddling raw
It's war
Nothing sure brother even veterans fall
Well here I am up on my own two
I been wobbling but the walk been a part of it since the old school
Product of every problem they propagated to profit
The population in poverty politics in the pocket
Watch your wallet they want it all
Word to the ones that were here before us the revolutions have come and gone
Still the same just another song
Came in it aiming to change the game take it day to day and be done at dawn
Nights are long go on and on before the morning comes she probably wouldn't love me if She saw the sun
That's why I'm always on the run
Trying to get it all at once
Go through struggles with my brothers knowing it's a couple more to come
I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
I grew up in the murder capitol but never capped a fool
Did kick a mans knee backwards though because I had to yo
Didn't even feel natural
I would've much rather packed a bowl
After school we would smoke
Trying to turn the traumatic into the laughable
In the madness we was mad enclosed but adapted though
Haters jelly that we're jamming though
Muppets done fucked up and gave an extended drum solo to animal
I'm never stopping
I put the ism in the capital
But never compromised humanity just so the cash could flow
Robin of loxley nice to meet you I'm ass of hole
They said it takes one to know one yeah I know
I'm a perfect imperfection
I navigate the spectrum of life
Experiencing both the curses and the blessings
The morbid and uplifting
Separated by a thin line that moves according to your focus and intentions
It ain't all black and white
Matter fact life's mostly grey
I let you hoes debate roll a j and float away
Who would've known blaise would grow with grace
L's that I take stand for learning from mistakes that I'm prone to make
I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate
What a time to be alive
I wrote this on a dinner napkin after my last show at nectar with the homie
I swore I'd rhyme to give you vibes but the hope I had for rapping made me Disenchanted with no results it still sold me
This game ain't shit without me celebrated my album with a trip to Maui
Came back and rip said something's different bout me
I caught some different
Kind of waves in a different
Kind of age I don't miss it
On a stage my wife ain't pissed around me
My accolades is absolute
You can't match my contributions so you act aloof
Put the ball in my court and get mad at who I pass it to
You couldn't call me a vulture even if I stole the game and sold it back to you
Test your might against my attributes
You'd be mashing buttons so fast that you'd find yourself under sweeps complaining That's a move
But then you jack it too
Come to find out we'd match in shoes if you had intestinal fortitude it's sad but true
We are not alike
You don't accept it well
Heads get swell faces buried in cells texting lols
And smhs I exhibit patience and pick the best occasions to forget my cell
You entertain bs oh well I guess you're sol
Music went from you ain't got to lie to kick it to fake it til you make it I swear this ain't Living
People tellin other people they need more education but they steady march to the beat Of a drum with fake rhythms
I wanna shake systems acknowledge the racism in america break gates of prisons Abolish hate-isms
I want financially stable families so they can make children without having to worry if They can pay for them
I hope your people know my people ain't forsaken them cause when it comes down to it we all homosapiens
I hope your people know my people ain't forsaken them cause when it comes down to it we all homosapiens
Writer(s): Nadeem Mostafa
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