Verse 1: John River Ay look i'm nice on the mic, got spice when I type or write One track will leave you nice for the night, entice you to write My style's my own if a n***a trying to bite I can't condone If a n***a want to to fight, i'm ready to throw 'em Sipping liquor hitting height rosseta a stone Written scriptures of my blithe burettas and chromes They bang for the cheddar ? corettas and homes Stop the the s** talk get a abolishing stones Drop the xbox for some letters and poems I walk Like a baller still stress tight figures Talk like a scholar still dress like a n***a I'm pressed by the press, depressed by the stress Fox news says we got vests on our chest and we go bang bang Which set do you rep living in a gangland And the TECs getting prepped n***a do the damn thing now your chest getting wet How you figure must have mistaken me for a n***a Base and a kicker pace dun quicker Quick as your town splitter the slickest of rhyme spitters It's John River Chorus: Lauryn Hill They've got so much things to say right now (don't they) They've got so much things to say (and we ain't tripping) They've got so much things to say right now (ayo john I got you) They've got so much things to say Verse 2: ANTHM I see my culture soul searching uh Back against the ropes thirsting for a spokesperson I'm spitting with whole verses through the seams rip the stich thread it With the different vision you surreal Why you sill paint your picture listen My conscious has be exposed to your nonsense Represent the struggle to struggle to juggle concepts Until I leave this world behind me never let them blind me With that grimy image that they designed to define me As inferior social lagging silly n***a chrome magnum White collar won't happen pro sports pro rapping Louis belt pants sagging go grab him shots fired Got a hoodie all goodie toe tag him I stay afloat with what I wrote as I bless these souls Poetry be like the ? uh and heavan exatly what i'm prepping to be I'm setting precedence to represent me (I'm setting real f**ing precedence to represent me) Chorus: Lauryn Hill They've got so much things to say right now They've got so much things to say (and we ain't tripping though) They've got so much things to say right now They've got so much things to say