ridin

eh, lawd, hah, knowledge. knowledge, knowledge, knowledge, knowledge, nigga. uh huh, ridin' in my, switchin', lawd, huh, look. don't touch the volume or adjust the dial, chill for a while with my faculty, i mean exactly, when i exude the heat beseech the beast or treat the beat, and this the makin' of a masterpiece, i'm motivated military mind-state that a young nigga have, and i pray i never pass and i do not have the time to relax, when i'm puttin' my life inside of a track, that's a fact, real rap, i attack until the topic is tackled, i dabble in fine arts, you wonder where did i start, by undertaking the issue from understanding the plan, and then i'll be available i never been a nigga that would, gain an advantage by given semantics, and sayin' somethin' i don't really mean, i'm a fiend for the truth, your general negativity was hidden nepotism, the prism of relativity timidly you attempted, to terrorize with a sentence i see the pain in your eyes, you give an efficient vision, then pray you can survive, propriety of the mind, our spirits never align, i'ma call it how i see it, divinity of the rhyme, my lines are a tyrannical temper tantrum of tongues, articulate poet composin' devoted to the process, lyrically impeccable gettin' rid of your nonsense, the only thing that i would ever stress is the progress, ridin' in my mothafuckin' car, i'm switchin' lanes, i'm prayin' to the lord above, hope he eliminate my pain, i got a dollar to my name, i don't know how to make it through the truth, i'm broke as fuck and stuck and it's the month my bills are due, i cannot handle the weight, i cannot handle the weight of this world on my shoulders, i cannot handle the weight, i cannot handle the weight of this world on my shoulders, i cannot handle the weight, i cannot handle the weight of this world on my shoulders, i got the weight of this world on my shoulders, i gotta focus and work with composure, lawd!, never paid attention in class, i couldn't have understood the importance of givin' everything inside ya, this is a reminder, that when you got a goal and a dream, you better chase it, but you might need blinders, put the past behind ya, try to lighten your load, nobody said it was easy, believe me i really know, and i chose to be a loner up on a solitary row, the pain a nigga was feelin' i wrote it to get exposed, listenin' to makaveli created my own road, like a story that was told to the flower that had rose, from the concrete, on the wrong street, in a raunchy environment riotin' with the rest of the crooks, to reside at the level where niggas are tryna settle, but you only recognize the cracks in their stems and the dirt up on his pedal, not the fact that he was actually trying to make a difference you dodge him with your opinion goddamn!, ridin' in my mothafuckin' car, i'm switchin' lanes, i'm prayin' to the lord above, hope he eliminate my pain, i got a dollar to my name, i don't know how to make it through the truth, i'm broke as fuck and stuck and it's the month my bills are due, i cannot handle the weight, i cannot handle the weight of this world on my shoulders, i cannot handle the weight, i cannot handle the weight of this world on my shoulders, i cannot handle the weight, i cannot handle the weight of this world on my shoulders, i got the weight of this world on my shoulders, i gotta focus and work with composure, lawd!, eh, ah! knowledge. eh. cashflow on the motherfuckin beat i appreciate this shit. ah! eh, that's it, fuck it.