In the quiet before I found him As the quiet before the storm
I've been gliding around with my guys on the ground
Ramming my thoughts in and writing them down
Now I'm finally finding I'm lacking a sound Of the things that I see when I see them
I think of the days when I played with the crayons Now I rap with a pen right in my lifetime
And again I know this ain't a game that I'm playing, I'm springing
I take shells off the shelf and I dust them off And load them into my mind like a rusty glock
Pop, pop, and then I stop like I shut the shop I gotta free my mind of the junk a lot
And don't think that I'm singing too much, I'm not, I promise
They tell me that I'm deep, I tell them I'm honest
I just tell them what I mean in steric and phonics
I tell them how I be, I tell them what I go through
Tell them what I see, I tell them what I do
Tell them what I feel, tell them what I need
Tell them what I wanna tell them about me
My heart's on my sleeve, I can't really see another place
It would go if it weren't there
It took a few blows and it hurt
At least I know that it works here
But it weren't fear
Uh, shit
But now I'm grinding a little
Rhyming a little
Vibing a little
I spent my whole life on the edge looking right in the middle
Now it's time that I find my feet and try to dive in the middle
I just laugh when I'm writing my riddles
Fear
And laugh with me
In the quiet with all these questions
The
As the silence breaks
Oh
I'm trying to take it all in
Remember that I'm lucky to be awake this morning
Start rapping without a beat
And before you know it
They start clapping and shouting and tweeting
And call you poet
All cause God bless my ability to record flaws in a sheet
I'm the only poet that's all over the street
I used to think success was having more shows in a week
But what does that matter if doors close when I speak?
Ask anyone, I used to go church
Now there's no guide to how I choose to soul search
But you're smarter than you give yourself credit for
You're incredible
I should've said it more
I propose a clean slate
Cause I just wanna raise the ghetto like Greengate
Too many kids have seen hate
And out here bids just seem great
So I'm trying to save him from prison food
But he thinks he's weak if he isn't rude
Then his order comes up to me like
Yo big man
I'm a big fan
You got the sense that I want for my kid fam
I said a blessing ain't a blessing unless I can share it with man
But then again
I spread myself too thin
Why should I drown tryna help you swim?
Come to the table with two long hands
But I really wanna know what else you bring
For a kid with no money the appeal is great
What you think he knows about property and real estate?
He thinks his weapon is something he can't do without at all
But if I'm not careful he won't talk to me about it all
So I gotta give him the message but make it palpable
Cause he thinks I've never been broke
Never been angry
So I gotta make the medicine candy
You don't have to be a conscious you to contribute
I said you don't have to be a conscious you to contribute
What's wrong with you?
