Rellim - Cloud 95 lyrics

[Verse] Check, check Tre Blanca Cloud Nine Yo Young, militant, Mos Def Who k**ing it? Underground artist, who digging it? Peep the flow n***as know we been the most dope Lines like crack, serve it to the fiends 'til they overdose, uh Word to Nas, spitting ether Remember writing rhymes, "You behind," said the teacher On tracks, I burn steam, no reefer My n***a got his third strike, Adidas Whack artists with bars couldn't reach us, uh So effortless, emcee specialist running the game Alpha, Beta, you can't step to this They like, "Who Dat?" turn heads like Exorcist Stack bread like Tetris, flows been blessed with so God Emcee in the present tense, pay your tides Until the wheels fall off, my b**h down to ride Them guns barking, her jaws dropping, she swallows orphans in gallon proportions A gold digger, she out her mind Looking for love, as in searching for d** Like Novacane, just to numb the pain but pain, we still touch, she came Knock me off my feet, in need of a crutch That love hurt, like Cupid's arrow, it came with a punch So f** you and your heart No giving up like beauty pageants, my pa**ion to pour my all in this rap sh** Vivid words, no caption, until the day he composes a cla**ic Pray them sets sail like captain, yo This Maryland n***a spit h**ne Dead rappers deceased like Marilyn, Lou Lynn and I'm buried in, uh Will I live to be a legend, or die a martyr? Starving artist harvest flows like the seas are parted Money talk, while that conversation ain't even started Student loans, government take your check and then deposit Only thing college promises is the debt Corporations ain't give a enough jobs to pay the rent Mr. Presidential lies, it's evident, f** evidence Race and ethnicity is irrelevant f** America, for garnish, society hold us hostage Even after Shakur, Brenda's still visiting garbage, damn Brothers raping our women, post-traumatic decision Whether keeping her seed or head to the clinic The realest reality: guns clap like encore So casualty reoccurs in your family, f** up right? Life hit hard, Ali putting up a fight Search for light, travel through darkness, cook up the white They don't care, got you, cotton for the night Got you thinking, "is there a God?" cause hell is in sight I got to make it, basic, out of patience Versus the congregation applause inauguration Watching the Throne artist, dreaded like it was Haitian Lone stoner, alienated, high than spaceship, uh They beef but we pack the heat like it's Cajun Retaliation is basic, the basis of all hatred Poetry in the making, no secret like Freemason Rappers don't make sense, their genre ain't ever changing Promise to stay real, counterfeit can't replace him Never had caught a body, no blood left on the stainless Only f**ing with green, like colorblind or racists Chasing them stars, sprinting, soul serving them bars venting He cooler than A/C, higher than stars chilling Mary Jane got him lifted, higher than plane engines They telling him he can make it just keep God in your vision And I tell them that I'll embrace him while racing my competition Promise to state truth in this booth with this composition I been the one like before you call out long distance f** the current, this present rapper been gifted Gifted, this present rapper been gifted (gifted, gifted)