Elucid - If You Say So lyrics

[High Pitch Noise] [Intro] Shine, my n***a, shine (I mean, if you say so, s**er, uh, uh) Shine, my n***a, shine (Say it like, say it like) (Uh, uh) [Verse 1] U-Haul parked under cover of night Marked for life On that reverse white flight, got you a slice Urban renewal, dead n***a poltergeist Can't remove, as a reminder Feeding on innermost anxiety and desire Sprinkling baby powder and kicks on power lines You're not forgotten (you're not forgotten) Forever Harlem shake, like no one's watching White lawns, it's washed by the blood Plant and tree, block abandoned and bleeding Can't view the love Blasting glove off axis So-called conspiracy theories played out, live action City is too brilliant The public [?] more (cracker), blacked out in a hallway stature Turn the children's hands the other way To be frank, when you perpetuate the bullsh** You deserve every expected reaction that you get To live and die in a hole Tiramisu like layers of chaos and control Internalize and implode Panic attacks, asthma, tabernacle and botanical be equally padded And attempts to guide an unseen hand, a personal favor This won't take all night, pies in the pager Paint pallets, land vapors come and malice Cut [?], a rope down palace The answer is 'hell no' It depends on who's asking (And even then) [Sample] [Verse 2] They running out of slopes to flip, to east and beyond (to the east) Illuminated by twenty-four hour bodega neon (and beyond) We all pawns You n***as better learn to swim Jamaica bay is calling I dreamed I bought a houseboat Mobbed the deck with Sonny Rollins Push by, predatory forces, old school blockbuster markings Say the same systemic devaluation, pure harsh sh** Warm gun smoke under the tridents Case studies in economic science A generation who curses in cycles, crime blues Curse god in haikus Arranged union of iris, bride, groom Barren wombs and lost blocks, last stop Shook cops with waxed eyebrows that blast first Hot boys got crazy words You serve in broad day If nobody got knocked in the process Okay, something like a compromise, fine line divine pride and stupidity Hard to not think cynically [?], feeling gritty Drawn up to be defrauded, you want orders, do whatever's left Fresh carca** reek of hyena's breath Broken [bereath], dry bones resurrected Dollar store gift cards for all your efforts Can't afford to show your face around these parts no more You don't know how stacked the deck is Stress test, pressure sky high, like potflies, some blind brown eyes Violent with a knife, cash is king, price is right [Outro] So, so, so, so, so (x8)