Stargate

Used to be roofs and brews, now life's confused Tryna rifle through like a Rubik's Cube Decipher why in spite I'm nice to view in this spiteful mood But from the outside, it look like my life improved My attitude must had to do with how I grew up rapping in New York If I had moved, might have been a nicer dude I might have been more average too, it's the environment I was in If I wasn't live as them I'd try again then (try again) He like to battle, I just had to prove Myself, I was emphatically shy, so I'd have a few casual Turned into a habit I'd abused Shit, it had him smacked in school I had the right to incite the dude Only thing I liked to do, besides rolling up and writing too I'm rightfully rude, I'm trying to be the boldest one If you hold your tongue, you'll get cycled through Left out to dry, your pride will prune, you well aware Y'all are well aware of where I spent my formative years Sippin' forties at the 40th Pier Getting the groggy, my body impaired, I swear Everything was foggy for years Pour the backwash out the glass, saw it all clear I'm in my thoughts, you could applaud For them centuries full of long face, I need a charm I need a strong break, I'm still involved With niggas who with me long way, you niggas soft Niggas know what I'm on, gang, I'm taking off Switching, caught in the wrong lane, we feel the losses Kisses in every song made, I keep a RAW The filling, it give the song wave, gripping aww I'm still alarmed, the vision and the façade fake I'm still a dog, I still hit the bar Pissy from getting tall drank (I hear them whisper) Them niggas is full of soft grain I felt the odd from this mission, I couldn't call faith My biggest flaw in my spirit, I should absolve hate Swear it's like the bigger I saw, the more them walls caved Hard lil' BIC in the dark, it show the walk way This ain't no skip in the park, this should be all day Called us from my mystery ark, this where it all changed Crawling from the pit of your arms like it's the fall safe And where do pity belong and will the harm fade? Product of them immigrant laws, infinite heartache This the shit we be on, that's how the cards play (Cards play, cards play, cards play, cards play, cards play) I promise this the shit we be on, I had to partake Bottle and them symphonies goin, stargate