Codes and Cab Fare (feat. Black Thought)

King without a care, frownin' while the crown lay on they head Crew recruitin' Huey Newton, chair sittin' hand holding spear You was on a star chase, I was in a dark place Lookin' for that glair Lookin' for that light ahead Days got dimmer starin' down that dark tunnel Hopin' that you see a glimmer when them walls start crumblin' Calls stop comin' in People start mumblin' Stomach start rumblin' Need to hear applause and the fans call once again Cab driver make a right, right up at the light Destination life But stay here for a moment I shouldn't be that long just keep the meter goin' Keep the meter rollin' while I go in for a few Left a song for the little one, tell him Dad cares Wish I could've stayed longer, gotta pay this cab fare But um, you hopin' better days'll come Face to face with reality, no VH1 I sit back some, Watchin' my niggas that spark live That's waitin' for sunraise to penetrate dark clouds So I'm standin between vanity and foolish pride On 7 Mile and Telegraph where the two collide If I'm a man amongst kings and gods, who am I For leavin' so many crucified or coup d'etated I'm from the D where everything is very do or die My will to survive is what's separating you and I My memoirs is revolutionary suicide Now, who the realist nigga alive? Well you decide This rusty .45 is never under-utilized What goes down like a logo on a Puma Clyde? Homicide Probably on these loudmouth bumbaclots Thinking it's cool to walk around not supervised But fuck supervision, cuz you and you can get it Lately I've been having premonitions of superstition But if I stepped into the confessional, who would listen? I need to change my ways, show me the new religion MUSIC VIDEO