[Verse 1: NOM] Gather round for the lyrical genocide I'd rather be criticized then fall and be victimized All of the little guys they epitomize, systematized If you can't feel it, then you see it through the system's eyes Want to live like the beginning of days As i reconsider criminal ways, I know it pays But it hard walking miles for some minimum wage Knowing damn well you belong center of stage You got the spirit, well I got body I've been a soul See the bigger picture like a centerfold Literal original First draft I've been dope See by all the feelings that I envoke each and every pen stroke Negatives in remission, cause closed eyes get the best vision And more talk gets you less listens Making drinks out of life's lemons So I could spill them on dark denims and light linens Now i'm the new jack, swinging like Mike Bivins Just from flipping words, like a trunk full of white women This frigid world will put your heart on a gurney So I kneel to thank the lord on my journey The dirty gutter that we revel in mixed with the word of the reverend Got you motherfuckers so satisfied with settling And the city is a barrel full of crabs They hate to see me barrel down the ave Trying to dim the inner pharaoh and the gab The hero-in the pad Got'em mad, got bars like a carrol and a half You do the math I have my whole eras zonin', here to raise the level of your serotonin And they knowing, they can't fuck with it Way too celibate I'm in it to win it for the AU element, hella bent Flowing with the midas caress Lye to the chest, always leave me with the slightest of stress Yeah I paint a vivid picture just aim your frame You move fast when you change your lane I said I paint a vivid picture just aim your frame You move fast when you change your lane Shout out to Madlib
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