Lost Soul In Paris (feat. Astro Blacksmith)

I should start smoking til my soul's black Fuck that Zerky be smoking until he goes black Until the point you look at him questioning where he soul's at I'm spitting for 2055 years so when it is that year don't call it a throwback With some faith I only hope that My life don't get left in a Twista While i'm on Twitter Wishing that I could go back Fuck this world I cannot hold back I keep it going feeding you knowledge Food for thought until the point you fucking choke fam My nias be smoking that Blacka Until their lungs become blacker I'm tryna lead my troops With the truth Coming like my name's Shaka Zula 2500 Buffalo Soldiers standing in my corner Indulging in sinning Outside claiming we was holy but we actually sinned In our minds we thought the world was some pot we could piss in Word All the pain and discretion it's just written in a verse My mum saw realities of the world at a young age What the devil left in a plate We're just hidden in the church Praying for a meal A shame she couldn't get out her purse We're outchea tryna make a killing until living in a hearse Trying to be down to earth as possible For the people dem So when it comes to rhymes I ain't giving them any dirt After that A B C waiting that's the most that they D serve Word To the rest That imbed Stupidness and lies And to the 21 grams that leave your body when you die Im tryna be a blessing to the land I'm Rick Rubin Humble student But if I hear some bullshit you know Bzerk is being deaf to your jam But hey I can't fault Do what you do for the bread All the brain I be getting from groupies hope it don't get to my head I ain't got groupies yet i'm speaking in the future tense I've past many men That thought I wasn't worth 50 cent It's gift that i'm present I'm not in the hospital choking and coughing You know Zerky being close to his death Rappers cant defeat me You nias ain't even moving your legs Uhhh That's something you couldn't fathom Do I need Christ by my side to show you guys that i've got passion Even if Ferguson came back there is no way that he could manage The way God designed my destiny Exquisite Pattern I'm just a lonely knight rider slowly getting heard with the talent I got an eye for success when I tower with the rapping Until then I'm just a lost soul walking around Paris Tryna find love Or tryna find a b*tch I finger f*ck Until she's numb Until the apple that's forbidden covers the sheets with blood Now that be something I'm tryna bring it back Pharell These blurred lines have got me frontin Back to the Labora-tory Lanez when I rap cuz I told you its luv that's got me on these tracks cuz