Verse 1:
It's all magic when I'm grabbin' at the pencil
See I draw a new stencil
And They won't like it cause they don't want to
It's the fallacy of projection, not to mention
False protection from the inner circle you call friends
But you won't listen
"I hope you miss him" That's what I'm hopin'
Just nearly chokin' with my mouth wide open
Doors open wide and to my surprise
I find the easier the grind, The harder to flip off the pipe
See, I started to call the rights, Read it off wrong, but hold on
Isn't this part of a song?
The pursuit of happiness is longer when endured
But the face of further fortune, Mother graced me with and more
So blessed and rather torn
Scorned by the horn that calls me back to my name
And I leave it at the door
Doin' work so I can make it off the shore
I'm still impressed by all I get and livin' life is not a chore
I would've gave up if I hadn't found peace
Relax with inner cooping, find the barrier to my reef
Smokin' all this Kief, I think I found a new relief
For the ingestion of my chakra paths, outer mind released
Givin' me suggestions on how to become a man
Spinnin' out with a breeze like a ceiling fan
I already told you who I am; We are not the same
I come from outer planets but we walk the same terrain
We think the same thoughts but ain't got the same brain
I k** it over and over and now their callin' me insane?
Sadly, it's easy to say it's rather well done
I'd rather have a good job than to have a long run
Chorus:
My career is for the fun, f** the money and a gun
I don't need to k** n***as just to get my income up
Who would believe me if I said life could be simple
If we dropped all the hate and popped our beef like pimples
That's how you do it, get it gone fast
By the time tomorrow come, it'll only be a scab
Who would've laughed in my face as a disgrace
To bring the permit of an action and the reflection on a plate
Verse 2:
You are what you eat, you in the belly of the beast
And when the hungry reach, you crowd around a preach!
"Grab our hands! Believe what we believe!
If you don't you'll go to hell for all eternity"
Whoever said that what I speak and what I breathe
Has to come from a higher place, why can't it come from me?
That's the thing that they don't really understand
Underestimated n***a with an educated plan
Lets all hold hands and make a similar stance
So we can scream "f** you!" to the rest of the clans
I'm the sh** because while you were goin' ham
I was spittin' hard bars gettin' popular by demand
It's normal to comprehend where the other one stands
But if you not takin' a stand whats the point of raisin' a hand?
Speak up, nobody gonna hear you down there
It's not really what you wear when you're the culprit of a stare
Now the drama's in the air but they don't see the underwear
And how it tears away at people 'til their runnin' out of hair
No room to spare, or pay a fair
See, if you had enough money you could buy a f**in' chair
Not a ticket to Bel-air, but a ride to the fresh
It's more complex than what the Universe collects
Show more respect, and with a little more compa**ion
You could easily become another product for a fashion
Chorus:
My career is for the fun, f** the money and a gun
I don't need to k** n***as just to get my income up
Who would believe me if I said life could be simple
If we dropped all the hate and popped our beef like pimples
That's how you do it, get it gone fast
By the time tomorrow come, it'll only be a scab
Who would've laughed in my face as a disgrace
To bring the permit of an action and the reflection on a plate