Dom McLennon - I lyrics

Cell phone ..... Consistently on silent I don't really wanna hear from anybody But my n***as for the moment Walking on the corner of East 6th & Atonement Finding myself closer to god With every hand life deals Gambling with whats fake & whats real; Shooting dice with the devil in the flesh Pre-meditating a robbery I'm f**in' done with the co-signs Name drops r worth the paper they get printed on Put my vision in a frame & started puzzling the pieces that would clash so they can get along To get a life I couldn't wait for it to come to me I had to make one Never hid it in a suit or in an image The art of being me can't be replicated Standing somewhere between my revelations & innovation