Concept Residue - Oaks Die lyrics

[Verse 1] Kick off that blanket of hate Man, I think quick so I don't blank in debate Got a ten level brain, gonna crank it to eight Got to use ya head man, so wa*k it or wait I'm making my fate, not taking a break Bet I fill my belly up like a flank of a steak I'm breaking the bank, taking them all down I'm faking a prank, making them all frown I call down to the bottom of the steps Don't got to be the best, just ought to be the next To flex on a fool if he throttle me in jest Or a wannabe who test patience Man, I'm gracious if you understand Honesty, don't underhand It's real life here, not wonderland We all fall, blunder and Mess up, fess up, best course Got to get back on, no test horse So press forth, do what you can Sea all around but's it soon to be land Maybe you'll find a new rune in the sand Great perseverance is tune to demand There's room to be grand on this Earth Look you see not gone is mirth Pawn this dirt, and make something better Live long enough, see a change in the weather Shoot sky high like a range of Beretta When hate mail sent, no claim to the letter Flowers bloom and powers boom And the Earth keeps spinning every day Oaks die and folks cry But some keep winning every way, ay [Sampled Chorus] [Verse 2] Ain't playing small ball, got a tall gall Make them all fall rough Write it on a stall wall in a mall hall He will call y'all bluff Whether you are a West Wing chancellor Or an oppressing manager Wrestling amateur, s**ting janitor Even call the bluff of a nesting tanager Bet no fan of your antics, yo Feeling that a fool got me frantic, so Gotta plant feet on the granite floor Then make a stand, I'ma manage, bro Damn it, yo, can I get a little peace? Why do I be dealing with a little fickle beast? Does anybody know the time of day that it'll cease? If you know the answer would you solve the riddle please? Jeez, y'all need to back down Or would you let me know before you do attack now? Got to crack down, y'all be vicious Nibbling at my knees like salty fishes Y'all faulty wishes, I halt the hisses Shouting at a victim all he misses Y'all remind me of times that I wish for That's why I be throwing nice rhymes out of this door Just to block you, but you talk through Every single window pane that I lock too Keep the door closed, and the bolt tight But you keep on getting through like a small mite Man, I'm alright, need me time Trying to focus on just seeing me shine And the only way I'll be fine Is if I throw my thoughts that peace sign [Sampled Chorus]