Enoch - Park Bench Narratives lyrics

[Hook: Akin] When I sit down, these thoughts come to mind Memories come alive, bring forth a past time I'm not thinking ‘bout this or that, really Just this and that sh** to make you act silly [Verse 1: Akin] Like remember when the beat had us all surrendering The realest vibes and scribes emcees had to render in Five-finger grips, mic tight with adrenaline I'mma try to take y'all there once again Peace to Enoch. When the beat rock, you gotta rock it (Mic check, one, two) Nah, f** that—rock it The pen's Davy Crockett, the page is frontier With scores of metaphors for war, they all fear Any emcee want it with I? He must wanna die A thousand d**hs like a coward. Similar to Howard I'm Stern but no money to burn Just the mic, y'all. I dislike y'all—for real Phony emcees Akin will ridicule for a meal ‘Cause I'm hungry—hunger for more, hunger for war Rap s**er emcees can knock on my door—just bring it Rhymes, lyrics, slang with no gimmicks Emcees, they go flee—yo, they so timid I'm not borderline—I'm a pro in this Yeah, I'm a pro in this In this business What? [Hook: Akin and Soarse Spoken] (x2) When I sit down, these thoughts come to mind Memories come alive, bring forth a past time I'm not thinking ‘bout this or that, really Just this and that sh** to make you act silly [Verse 2: Soarse Spoken] Hey yo, welcome to my audible Occam's Razorblade They say the way I labor on paper may save the day “So Soarse, how you feeling today?” sh**ty But I'll will it away and benefits aplenty to those willing to stay with me And under this old sun, I'd rather sit lonesome Tryna add up my problems but coming up with no sum Life is wholesome, though. God and I Ride in the same time zone, son, so somebody let me hold some dough But for now, I'm trapped, getting taxed in an office My coffin's cheap. You k**ing me, pal To minimize cost and maximize profit, people often cheat Wanna off them, peep. You feelin' me now? Hip-hop socialism revealing to me how we move it ‘Cause our current social condition isn't how we movin' Game point. Point taken. Taking aim, join Me in uncovering both sides of same coin My country's under attack and I take great buffalo pride in them plains, boy Still taking over—ain't nothing changed, boy f** it. Love it or leave it ‘Cause life is like this and righteousness gives me something to believe in Twisted and so what? I'm so lifted, my soul wants to escape Let's hate on the Latin kid rapping ‘cause he's less fake Dude, let's make right on your next mistake A person with so much on his mind is one you never underestimate [Hook: Soarse Spoken and Seven Star] (x2) When I sit down, these thoughts come to mind Memories come alive, bring forth a past time I'm not thinking ‘bout this or that, really Just this and that sh** to make you act silly [Verse 3: Seven Star] Just take a second. Cop a seat right on this bench Watch the herd pa** you by, fixated on nonsense They move so fast without a past trying to outlast their self-imposed masks Worker bees with Jack in their thermoses and flasks But they don't know why these feelings keep arising in their hearts Depressed no matter how much they fill up their shopping carts They can't help you when you're down or they'll be late and their bosses will frown A man has a heart attack but no one reacts God frowns, but God is just a character that they forgot is there Sinners run the world and no one cares about the devil's affairs As long as their money's there, no one will share. Elephants, donkeys, and bears He's a whale, she's a whale, blowing hot air up everyone's derriere The rest are ants under the evil eyes up there watching our every move Looking for those who don't fit in the group they fashioned for those without a clue And here they are, right in front of you. What will you do? Following, wallow in capitalism mire Worship sires, pyramid schemes—are you for hire? Will you wear their attire? Will you go with the flow of poison rushing to the heart of our society? (Our society) Or will you an*lyze the situation, lose your composure and patience with the politics and priests of piety? [Hook: Seven Star and Soarse Spoken] (x2) When I sit down, these thoughts come to mind Memories come alive, bring forth a past time I'm not thinking ‘bout this or that, really Just this and that sh** to make you act silly