[Chorus] Things have never felt so uneasy Yet I've never felt so god damn sure Despite all of those that don't believe me And all of the things that I got plans for You think that it'll stop me? Well no way, and no how With no day, to slow down And I'll say, I know now It's from the soul ya'll (it's real hip hop music) It's comin from the soul (from the soul yall. yeah, check it) [Verse 1] Somebody tell me what we marchin' for It might be liberating, but to me its just primitive martial law It's just another angle to see it from They gettin' us riled up, while we watching the blind lead the dumb I've needed someone to become a witness Whether they run a business, or can't even compute a couple of digits Long as they seein eye to eye with me I can't deny that I can be difficult, I just dont like when they lie to me It's undeniably known, that I am high and I'm prone To overthink and an*lyze what my eyes have been shown All alone and I'm out on my own Out of my home, and I doubt I'm out of my zone, I'm feelin right I need the night (NO!) I need the mic Cause I'm pushin' out these rhymes to the point that I ain't eatin' right I go to bed and then I'm sleepin' tight Dreamin 'bout the day I'm in the studio and I don't need to write It's just me and my peoples Rockin' out song after song after song, til the break of dawn With an unlimited budget like f** it Even with the D-sides people gon' love it Trust, it's gon' be somethin' so unique With the freakness on my side, when I go through beats So yes, I'm blessed man I guess than, I'm not stressed man Cause no one in my circle's a "Yes Man" Let's plan, the whole album out Or f** it, do 40 songs and then I'm out, that's a different route Than I originally set out But I'mma leave the door open so none of my people left out And over, copy back and get the message Why would I get aggressive, I'm on my own accord A million thoughts is what I got in store And I can't afford to not record Cause... [Chorus] [Verse 2] Uh, check it Somebody help me try and understand Cause the minute I get it, they went ahead and fitted another plan The angle seems to be missin', or even gone along So if I'm on a wrong, I guess I need it all along To help me put it in perspective, see I'm try'na hold my own, respectively And yes it be, somethin' that I ain't attained I need to be unique, I don't wanna remain the same I played the game, and now I'm only try'na be the dealer Out runnin the pain, but I feel I need a healer To help me out with what I'm try'na say Success is a never ending list of dues that I ain't try'na pay And only cause its never ending, yeah I paid my dues To hater crews, stay in fools, they play to snooze I give a f** if the dick get it Cause if its sick witted, and slick wit' it, then 6th did it I been sittin on the bench Waitin' for my time, payin no mind to the fakers hatin' on my grind I'm hearin' voices in my head Of heads conversatin 'bout they favorite emcees (ayyo that sh** is nice) I write a rhyme but I dont spit it 'til I get it right Flow versus content, I just let 'em fight It's dead at night, in the city I'm schooled at Return to NY, and it feels like I flew black If you paid close attention to each verse You'd notice repetition in the mission of each word Line by line, step by step While ya'll try to represent, I present my rep Its been a long time comin' but I kept my step No signs of slowin' up, in time I'm blowin' up Will, conquer it all Whatever remains divide Ya'll try'na get low, we try'na sustain the high [Chorus] Cause... [Chorus] Yeah You know Where else should it come from, man? Gotta ask yourself that I'mma do my part From the soul