Bread

Think I can see what you're getting at

East coast I'm reppin that

Want peace so I am stepping back

Jeez I smoked my second pack

And you're in correct in fact

My lungs are definitely black

I think that's why I rap

Got that selected path

I got the hidden message mixed with indiscretion

Feel like indigestion, find it interesting, aim the smith and Wesson

Teach this bitch a lesson in rapping, you got a fixed depression

I got written weapons to split your methods, I mix the records

Oh but you impressive

Yeah, you was testing

The new invention

You had my attention

But you ain't captive or special

And you ain't rapping, it's simple

I'll make it clear as crystal

The shit you packing is typical

Man we ain't gon miss you

They label me as a criminal

That's just disrespectful

If what I'm doing is hurting you man it wasn't meant to

And now we creep through the surface, watch out, we gonna get you

I'm thinking rapping with slacking just wasn't on the schedule

 

The greatest understated stuck up under the table

sweep away the dust so you can see what we came through

All of you just trust what you be seeing on cable

this is public thought , I never hung from a label

I write to fill the void where everything in me just used to be

i think i found my calling, not as careless as you proving me

im Concurring your squad , all your playlists be abusing me

Talking all that talk, all i speak is future history

Reckless the message

im in it to end it

they say you need edits

this is your correction

i am the profession

This musics my flesh

you imagine the best

I’ been bred to impress

genetic success

don’t need the new trends

bet you aint even spell it correct

of course im a threat

im inside your head

get thinking again

you over the edge

saying we aint been making them plans

jeeze

 

Oh ive been dreaming bout the west side

The pretty people and the sunshine

But I've been disconnected

Cause you can't fix perfection

I hear them people talking

And I ain't in the mentions

I can see it from my bedside

got what i need im doing alright, alright

Alright, alright, thinking bout you all night

Wanna hit you up but I be too high to call right now

Think I can Touch the Clouds

 

I cant take it back

Only Stating Facts

Dont know why its gotta be like that

Cant say why its gotta be like that

But..