Black ‘N White

You know how I be, coming soon, just relax here suckas

 

Life be black n white, same thing every night, who’s there? Everywhere I go and give a damn

Others ruining my plan of confrontation, frustration, hurting my imaginative reputation, I wanna

Have a good destination but shit like That needs dedication, plus education, and I don’t got no

Fucking medication, to help me making the rap shaping of the century,my ecstasy though, be helping

Me, sitting right next to me, like friendly G, it’s just me, a straight up menace, so come and get

It, and on it, while I flaunt it, like I dog I whine, cause all the time, I take what’s mine, just

A day of mine, keeping it black n white, neighborhood fights, at night I contemplate, yeah that’s

Right, a brother like me has a sad life, having a fit, keeping it as the same old shit, yearning

For money like rhymes, converting the busting into dimes, cracking shit like it’s paradigms,

Killing suckers with nine knives, wishing I had five wives, so every time I cry, they’ll be by,

 

But yo that’s just me, that’s how the thom be, with a flow I deem is so cold, getting some

GTA, but will that get me some G’s today? Coming from the west side, gotta exercise

Watching my back for a surprise, friend last week died on this very night, I wake up it’s the

Same shit, loading the glock, putting it in my pocket, smoking bones in stairs,pulling ho’s

In their hair, rich or not, it’s the same thing in my block,absorbing the syllables making myself

So quick, I May be a caveman but I invented lit,wanting to be free, so free me please,

I got injuries from others G’s hurting me, of all the possibilities why me? Old memories haunting

Me, I probably got a disability, and insecurities, with cavities in my teeth, reality is creeping

Up on me, multi syllables be rhyming like a dying emcee, witnessing deaths, protecting my neck,

Sweating and tense with nightmares, I be aware, but I don’t give a care

 

serving a life sentence, The literal essence of weapons, seeking vengeance,

on the heavens intentions, scaring fools With my presence, on the mic tip, luckily

I got biceps, writing for feelings, it’s righteous, so I Might just, give some forgiveness,

and kindness, can’t kill Myself cause I’m priceless, even if I’m out here mindless,

minus the times when, I had a decent life, it’s timeless, so I rap this, Wanting to

capture shit, on paper, I’m just waiter, in the restaurant of life, backing up brothers until I die

But life goes on, while I make this song, living life contract, like mortal combat, yeah I’m on

That, but wait I’m not finished, just listen to this menace, to society, constantly changing

Propriety, changing my priorities, getting snored on me,getting scarred, seeing some things I wish

I never saw, triggering my flight or fight response, it’s black and white to the top