Danse - Come On lyrics

[Verse 1- DANSE] When you're a genius, you're alone because you're unique Stress be making you skinny, they ask do you eat These n***as worshipping devils, if that's who you seek Watch my calligraphy boxcutter design your cheek I gave them j**els they could rock like they favorite pair of shoes When they don't salute you for that is when they break the rules Uhh, I could change the game in one bar Verses full of whips but you never seen them in one car My miracle pen's inspired by lyrical men No phony gods or fake spiritual friends, nah I done prophecized ma**acres I made the pain feel good for the masochists I shot, the salad that they tried to make you toss Funny sh**, you still gimme your a** to kiss Flatbush is a place for inner city dreams And they can shoot those down aiming the illest beam [Hook: Jeannel] You've got the words to change a nation But you're biting your tongue You've spent a lifetime stuck in silence afraid you'll say something wrong If no one ever hears it how we gunna learn your song? So come on, come on Come on, come on [Verse 2: DANSE] I'm like the real life teacher from Breaking Bad But what I'm selling these students is so they could pa** Not to the after life, to the path that's right So they won't never have to bag the white I'm a martyr and these bars'll go on forever Like the 8 that was worn by Gary Carter M16 for the politics I 50 cal Barrett the bureaucracy- ain't nobody stopping me Shape shifter bars lift n***as focused on dropping me Tell them n***as drop they flag, Ed Hochuli Most people gonna hear that and gotta Google it Ill take the game and won't give it back on some frugal sh** When you street smart you keep the strap lifted But when you book-smart you can't get blacklisted When you both the world is yours because you that gifted I bit my tongue too long and almost half ripped it [Hook: Jeannel] You've got the words to change a nation But you're biting your tongue You've spent a lifetime stuck in silence afraid you'll say something wrong If no one ever hears it how we gunna learn your song? So come on, come on Come on, come on [Bridge: Jeannel] I want to shout, I want to scream until the words dry out So put it all on the papers, I'm not afraid Tell them read all about it, read all about it [Hook]