Common Market - Slow Cure lyrics

Salute my company, the sum of these heads suggests Proof I can't compete with he who judges me best Stumble in boots; steep and too many steps – plod and postulate With wonder – what these people gonna do to me next? I guess a penchant for the condescension comes from my mother's kin Farm folk is different, sun form a tougher skin Then and now, meld with the elders, help to vent it out It's wicked how they never showed emotion ever when in doubt Send me that, from the spot you've been in since Jimmy pa**ed Empty past, wind blow, you know how McKinney's act Probably I should have tried to acknowledge you properly And called her Roberts, ‘cause yo my daughter got the quality Of Rosalita, she arose a leader out the fire Spark of light, type matriarch – prize of the prior I avow to pa** her this I gathered listenin' to you Get down and organize and keep it real for your crew Tribal wisdom held the essence of the bible in him Tough times pressin' found him fit to find religion Easin' pain through the study of the struggle they done came through Misery enchained, it's like he in Canaan the same, too News ran accounts of who you blamed, too – I felt that Posed in that position more than once, hell held back Who's to say you threw it all away? They aint never faced the 8-guage prayin' the maker take you today Heredity meted the faith and fate both Afraid to stray or wander, now may the former stay close, ‘sposed to Obey the code, it's no simple task, men will ask Why you a**imilate and denigrate, I dwindle fast Smoke signal kindled, blast back – found middle ground Balance act, pact challenge me: do my contingent proud Now and for everything a motto rings true Get down and organize and keep it real for your crew CHORUS: Now this goes out to all area cliques Centralized to West side of the bridge Know your loyalty to district, as important as it is Comes second to the town; how'd this division exist Now this goes out to all area cliques Fellas, fam and folk controllin' dos-o-six Goin' for dolo, recall in all the things y'all do Get down and organize and keep it real for your crew The town's idle chatter be a vital matter for discussion Some are good for nothin' but disruption of the Momentum, though minimal it still slows growth Potentially k**in' the rhythm, softly pillows spoke Alleged bed fellows we are? Because of y'all's hang up's? Dead the jealousy and step your PR game up As if I never offered even dialog, called a dozen Meetings at the Beacon branch – people can't speak In retrospect I hold regret over the whole Separation and representation of sets, bet I'm Dedicated to my record label, pledge stated ages back A few viewed the move as exclusive, my dude I hated that Aint nothin' changed, got a name plus a sharper aim Market share, the common denominator remain To the Line and to the thine own self, try to be true Get down and organize and keep it real for your crew CHORUS: Now this goes out to all area cliques Centralized to West side of the bridge Know your loyalty to district, as important as it is Comes second to the town; how'd this division exist Now this goes out to all area cliques Fellas, fam and folk controllin' dos-o-six Goin' for dolo, recall in all the things y'all do Get down and organize and keep it real for your crew