Framework - True Natural lyrics

[Intro] "What is it about art anyway that we give it so much importance? ...The money earned, proof, pure and simple, of the value of that individual: The artist ...You can never explain to someone who uses God's gift to enslave, that you have used God's gift to be free." [Verse 1 - Framework] This movement of music for you is improving How soon we forget what I do at events; Ruin the mood of the room and they're losing As bullets of sweat drip down from their neck Cause they've screwed the consumer, making them foolish To choose what they did and it lost their respect While I find it amusing as if their a**uming My rhymes aren't the kind that are live and direct Throw away any image of pushing me to the limit I'm motivated and driven with unbelievable rhythm To blow your brain with a written, so creative and vivid Even if I keep it short as a conversation in prison It's vital that I know, ways to remind those Why I'm designed for the stage with a rhyme flow I'm insightful and hit some rough patches Into more fans who rush the stage at us [Verse 2 - Framework] Rather chew gla** then see us with a brand new track Then do that, and chew it like you can't stand rap, for the Word lovers, showing my true colors Shaking the earth under your feet when I burn rubber A true natural who can grab the room Move the whole crowd and do what he has to do; That'll scratch a few records in the afternoon I'm giving the whole culture new attitude As something the crowd needs and no one can touch me I've driven the country as heavy as concrete, with the Cops thinking that I'm breaking the law For the way that I walk through the day to enjoy Wanna stop me and ask if they've already saw me before When they put me in the back of their car As if I'm running from the law cause they want war Trying to put me on the floor like a trap door [Verse 3 - Framework] Frame and Rex Rey, we're making it sound great Discovered and found ways to spread like an outbreak While others are getting pissy as a worn out mattress Inside a house that smells of old cabbage s**ing wind as if a woman who's fat slob With corns on her toes that you could light match on Food shopping and it's random as a flash mob Walking into stores to see if they can get reactions; Like a kid who goes to school about to blast off Cause they don't wanna trash talk with a gla** jaw Another bullet screaming, "this is what you asked for!" Taking a shot as if they caught it off the backboard