[Who didn’t? Whose doesn’t? It can’t be me.]
Chakras misaligned while I shine despite it
Reignite the rhyme just in time reciting mantras
Now I cycle by but my first ride was a Honda
Plug in the AUX to DR-5 and flow like Common
Don’t be their martyr. Become a father
All the disciples could become a daughter
It’s the just the laughter. That I’m after
Might have to be a lyrical master
Friggin’ outcast, then I guess it’s a mash-up
Flipping tables over but the folding chairs will stack up
Kids are folding fortune tellers so they can play M.A.S.H.
People say they know me but they don’t know the half of
Close the blast doors so we can achieve air lock
Skate in the 90’s can’t afford the Airwalks
Racing for climate change you know we’re hot & bothered
Houston, we got a problem. Nothing you got can solve it
Did I bring a gun to a knife fight? [Who didn’t?]
Did all of my trauma just come out sideways? [Whose doesn’t?]
How come everyone around me don’t see it quite my way
It can’t be me I’m just doing my own thing
What do you mean I need therapy? [Who doesn’t?]
That sounds expensive, man. [What isn’t?]
You mean unload this baggage forget about the cabbage
Fix the damage I’ve caused suckas gon be alarmed
With the clarity of diamonds I will rhyme, it’s the finest
Time’s up, pens down, now it’s time to leave the minors
Time to redefine us—a nation of unrefined dust
it’s a must—got to want to redefine us
As cultural designers. Commonwealth suppliers
Not the past where it’s ass got the Earth caught on fire
Youth put the sign up, “Firemen for Hire”
Juvenile cleanup crew while the baby boom retires
Muscle for hire got the flight time backwards
Suckers are juicing losing - born of a bastard
High time we found a unicorn we could capture
Used to proving losing more was a tactic
Trying to picture a world free from the panic
The Polaroid keeps fading taken way out the pasture
Cow tipping got the gun to gray matter
Mother Earth and Man cocked back and aimed at us
Did I bring a gun to a knife fight? [Who didn’t?]
Did all of my trauma just come out sideways? [Whose doesn’t?]
How come everyone around me don’t see it quite my way
It can’t be me I’m just doing my own thing
What do you mean I need therapy? [Who doesn’t?]
That sounds expensive, man. [What isn’t?]
You mean unload this baggage forget about the cabbage
Fix the damage I’ve caused suckas gon be alarmed.
We’re all lost in space like constellations stay patient
Shake the basement with this arrangement so upscaled and
Life lesson better to love than start hating
Then part ways and regret missing a fire session
Intervention. It’s what we need to spit the seed in
It’s the weekend, colors running colors bleeding
Color guard near and far march for freedom
Believing what we already can see is just
Hustling justifications so complacent
We’re hustling outside the game but we can game in
Corner one at 200 pounds it’s CL
You in corner two I think it’s time you come and weighed in
Nothing’s sacred when we call ourselves the “natives”
Waiting for one good rhyme but it’s been ages
Every single time what I find is a snake pit
Filled with all the “greatest MCs” but they’re weightless
Did I bring a gun to a knife fight? [Who didn’t?]
Did all of my trauma just come out sideways? [Whose doesn’t?]
How come everyone around me don’t see it quite my way
It can’t be me
