[part 1]
Postal
Yeah
Ain't sh** change but the postal n***a
Ain't sh** change but the postal n***a
[Verse]
I could wipe my mere existence straight from the earth matter of minutes, don't get it twisted
Me, myself and I self sufficient, where's all my n***as?
Not a single soul paid a visit but I ain't trippin'
Exactly what I predicted
You slip through the shadows and everybody forget you there
Momma reminded me to remember who gets you here
The people for whom you cared
But maybe they ain't aware
Of lessons I brought 'em, they'll understand when I disappear
And I seen it all, I recognize the ulterior motives
They only thinking 'bout you in a convenient moment
I guess it comes with realizing that you was destined for greater
I hide it within the lines of my lyrical potence
But it's deeper than that, always been deeper than rap
Always been more than music, it's somewhere beneath the cap
There lies a familiar face
Somewhere along the lines of life, it went slipping away
I look for a different escape, and it ain't easy
And I try so hard
Tried findin' a belief…but I can't find God
Grew with some Buddhists to prove it, I never tried Allah
Just need somethin' to believe in
Find whats inside my heart
I been conflicted of late
Walk through the Nazareth of venomous snakes
What if that garden is your backyard?
They comin' within
And if that venom hit your black heart?
Then never again
Now do you focus or just back off, and let 'em win?
That's an irrational avenue haven't you gathered that half the view of absolute madness
A pattern of absence, and rather than the pa**ion it could be deflection, or maybe depression...
Maybe I'm worthless, or maybe just hidden treasure
Who's to tell who is aimin' to split my melon?
Who's survivin' this ceremony embellished...
By everybody when everybody expire
And pain becomin' a taste everybody acquires
Come and get higher
Leave a legacy that is destined to open the eyes of
You-you-you-you, open your eyes up
n***as is liars
Artificial become attire in the final hour, should've never gave y'all n***as power, cause yeah
I found the words kept the mission descriptive, my quick Intuition to fit the depiction of
"Widen-eyed," tried to find my mind on I-95
Trying to drive to become alive
Burnin' this Memorex
Developing memories CVS said they can't accept
Currency can't collect
I wonder if this apart of progression...
I'm guessing this all apart of the message my guardian sent from Heaven
Missing my n***as that helped me to keep me leveled
Love to my n***as who taught me power through pencil
Praying that Bugs "Geppetto" from up above, and misdirectin' my enemies trying to see me dug 6 feet
Repetitive nightmares
Continuous images of a white figure right there
And my blood is pumping, rushing through bones every night here
And if they take my soul within my slumber my eyes stare
From fire to ice clear
The vision becoming vivid
And it's only night here:
The evening is just beginning
It feels kind of nice here...
Or maybe it's just a gimmick
The anger is amber cause they discuss me like I've been missing
I'm here
Been on my lonesome, nobody wanna approach him...
Move out the state and they claiming that I ain't spoken, been hearing that I've been absent, that I ain't really been vocal...
Don't get it twisted, these words been scripted to hold you 'til 2020
And n***as been movin' funny
I notice they ain't gon own it
They willing to clone 'em, mold it and hold it 'til they get buzzin'
Predictable rituals, they ain't really subject to judgement
Perfectin' my vision, light at the end tunnel is all I need
Light at the end of the tunnel is all I need
n***a ain't sh** change but the postal
[end of part 1]
[start of part 2]
Say exactly what a n***a gotta do to be heard for the truth he sees...
When a n***a outta sight, and it's all in the proof he ain't bout to out-duel these demons
When this life sh** ain't so cute and appealing
Unveil the weapon of destruction: the percussion of the heart, it's beating, even whens there's nothin' for discussion
I would wonder why I couldn't run away from the corruption, Evils from the "other side" would overpower, they had Numbers I was thinking, if I started blinking, would I just recover?
I was thinking, if i started THINKING, could I create something?
I was sinking when I started THINKING, blood had started rushing
Then I did it, I was making sh** that everybody wasn't
The heart creates what mind can see
The mind receives what eye can read
And I perceive a life for me that's farther than the eye can see
If only pigs could hear me screamin' out that "I can't breathe"
[outro]