[Sample: Intro]

The rhythm and the beat is secondary

What has made gospel live is the message that the rhythm and the beat carry

[Verse 1]

It's been soured if you heard it through the grapevine

AK8 displayed, traded K-9

Handed nothing, had to take mine

Back in the trap, getting snared is the bass line

In a lesson, question is a great sign

Mate was a late find, too much steak to stake

Thought I had to settle 'tween federal and state time

Not blessed with pulls, suppressed my luck

Tenth good-influenced, the rest corrupt

All these dope concerns stressed the buck

True wounds, I dressed it up (Mm)

Multiplying dollars had a quicker timetable

Things we was trying: fatal

Body not weak if the mind able

For a while, laws had to find stable

Greed feed evil content and divine label

Mom's said my grave's almost my cradle (Mm)

[Hook]

We might be equal, but we not the same

To absorb loss, there's a lot to gain

[Verse 2]

With pens, I'm pensive, don't pretend I'm pretentious

See we need bridges, we can build defenses

On this plane, more enemies than friendships

Empty empire without my empress

Make a sense of it in every sentence

After boy helped voyage, not adventures

Cold times, was no one's apprentice

Is it patience or time wasting?

I'm truthful, all they used to is libation

Dark at the start line, mind racing

Few great moves since the migration

[Hook]

We might be equal, but we not the same

To absorb loss, there's a lot to gain

We might be equal, but we not the same

Where you spot less, despot to blame

(Despot to blame...)

(We might be equal, but we not the same)