NIHILISIM/JUSTICE

Can I do justice?

 

 

 

 

i sing Sopranos like mob bosses, drip bravado like armed forces

sip bacardi in the same breath as i charm her corset off

She like poison ivy, clingy, redheaded, and a whole lotta green

Rich daddy's girl trying not to live out her parents dreams

still waiting for a fairy godmother, or a fairy god-lover

Christines Christian, driven samaritan, she only here cos i promised her

full pavillion, full courtyard, everything with it, but i got plans,

none with her in it, pretty faces trouble me, at least double my problems

she's sorry to see, sorry sights and me, who said i was the clyde to her bonnie

my heart ain't complicit in no robbing, and when i leave, won't be involved in no chalking

chalk it up to trauma, wounds so deep it growing fauna

Tay and leshawna, fay and dorota, soho girls only care what you bought her

not if you besotted, only when you get the next rocket, its pointless

you wonder where your voice is, why can't you stand up, say something

make something out of these lemon's, but lemonades the same sour taste

and itll stay that way

 

 

mad's what i ain't, no matter what said im still black anyways, huh

keep track of the days it took to laugh it away, it stacked an it stained, still black anyways

knackered and pained, give thanks anyway, still black in my ways

 

king to her queen, she does look kept in the family, grave digger, a good analogy

bad, bad girl, banality i guess, damn mind give it a rest, kindness cost less than

Bonnie Blues chest, funny, minutes of fame equate to millions all the same

maybe i should switch to lies again, write for green, no love of the game

forget where i came from, forget all our pain we suffered, forget my skin colour is why I stay

instead of who did it, its mine i blame, money thicker than blood in its gain

fact, id donate blood before id throw it a way, im a full family saint

 

true, mad's what i ain't, no matter what said im still black anyways, huh

keep track of the days it took to laugh it away, it stacked an it stained, still black anyways

knackered and pained, give thanks anyway, still black in my ways

 

 

rack up my plays, tack on the tally of days, bally on, robbin the place (black in your ways)

gat at my waist, wap in her face, clerk scared, don't let her reach for the mace

walls painted with her brains, memory's tainted with stains, didn't mean to kill her

prolly had a daughter, just killed bambi doe's jane, only hope no more slaughter

why bother, feds, hate, feds cases are like neck braces, no room to breathe

these head cases, roped me into this shit anyways, better getta raise, hell of a day

by the end we made 64 g's from this one bank, passed out at yard, feel like i injected tranq

 

real what i ain't, no matter what said im still black anyways, huh

keep track of the days it took to laugh it away, it stacked an it stained, still black anyways

knackered and pained, give thanks anyway, still black in my ways

 

"Long day at work, huh."

Work? We call that work?

"You making money ain't you? Way I's Sees it, You working every damn day like a motherfucking dog."

"Get Yo Money Black man, only way to stick it to em."

Stick it to who?

"..."

"Them."

 

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