Slacks - BLACKBERRY [Prod. Nubia]

Unh

(Yeah, Shia LaBeouf fucking killed it though)

 

I only put out good vibrations, I don't see the lows

That's an Alex Wiley quote, you know the man with even flow

Pearl jams like my birthstone, since June, '96, I called this Earth home

Now I'm ready, so let the worst come

Let the worst come

Because the worst comes first, gonna learn you som'n like church

Or the first time you ever seen a hearse, yeah I know that shit hurt

But the blacker the berry, the better that fruit squirts

The juice to infuse your roots, and understand the truth

It's the blood, the blood, the blood running through you

Now you tough, you tough, you tougher than a fucking noose

That wraps around you loose, so choose, to groove and move out of the loop

Don't run into the thick of it, caught up in the soup

Spitting fire got me out of the fryer and into a coupe

I feel couped up in, claustrophobic like groups

Claustrophobic, because fuck Christmas

Especially when I'm sober

Like fuck Christmas, until it's been fully fucked over

Fully slumped over

Twenty-five tinsel bullets sunk in like head and shoulders

Unh (yeah)

Twenty-five tinsel bullets sunk in like head and shoulders

And I got info on it, yeah I got it all in folders

The heavy type of shit that could knock you down like boulders

Soldiers, won't cut the shit, because they just take the orders

Like a waiter, but you waiting on the government

To hand over the supplements, these shit-covered covenants

These shit covered covenants

Unh

Hide your wife, they won't cover it

Nah

 

Blackberries, black cherries, very-scary obituaries

Blowing raspberries at merry, geriatric fairies

Who aren't wearing any wary- ness

(x2)

 

Okay, what am I talking about?

Very merry people turned very scary sheeple, but now

Claim they free although they greedy in the steeple, somehow

Become wolves

What am I talking about?

Don't think I'm joshing around

Don't be fools

These things are hardly unfound

You ain't dumbfounded when you aiming and taking us down

With your tools

It's ravenous out here, you gotta eat just to eat (Right?)

It's savages out here, going beast in the streets (Right?)

They don't need any treats

Belly full off the last meal should've held them for weeks

And it's been three days atleast

Gum-smacking, lip mashing

Still gnashing their teeth

But no fear, Slacks is back from out the atmosphere

Attacking tears with clear eyes, an emotional cavalier

My peers bring the beer, they're clean shaven and groomed

Like they're all Richard Gere when they be moving through the room

But see, the truth is, we're celebrating on ruins

I look around and think "what the fuck is we doing?"

The fuck is we doing?

 

Blackberries, black cherries, very-scary obituaries

Blowing raspberries at merry, geriatric fairies

Who aren't wearing any wary- ness

(x3)

 

I'm just not like you old fucks

You would wrap your old tux

Around your gold chucks

Just to keep them from getting scuffed

I wouldn't, and that's tough

Bars harder than Earth's crust

Anymore lava and I oughtta bust

Say we can't all be stars, but we come from stardust

How many funds do you trust?

For how much mammon do you lust?

Do you serve? Are you sipping when you swerve?

Hitting up her curbs, and feeling up to what she's worth?

Look

I'm personifying money as a woman as a car you couldn't brew this honey if you were a bee

It's funny, I'm starting to see your money burnt or blown away like leaves

I'm no tease

Homie, hold me back and I'll bring you into it

Real close and intimate, fisting it, everywhere you'd wish it isn't

You get me? It's vivid shit, interestingly infinite

Call me Jones because this my town, you sitting in it, mane

You sipping on my Kool-Aid, boy, I ain't playing no games

And it's no shame, because this my brain

What I'm saying is my art

As it's been written, so far, it's so hard

The flow could break the Mohs scale apart

And your hard-head ain't but a three, bro, so don't even try and start with me, doe

Slacks, 2K17, I just shot a free flow

What else could you possibly need, hoe?