Saint Nusu and Messy Bao - Soul

So
So thought I'd stopped it
Blocked it
Till it came stomping and running amok with me in tandem
Didn't imagine would be my famdem
Forcibly making me work at the circus
Crackers laughing at my fucking lack of purpose
Only viewing what's on the surface
Asking me about the trees and rolling deep
Why you not put some bounce in the place
I would rather put an ounce to my face
Smoke it all till I cremate or encase
Do it like my Mamma since I think last summer
She be talking like I'm great replacement shit
Messy Nusu dwells with those basement hits
No pedigree ascendancy
Nusu styles on Bao type beats
Colin Powell without cold feet
Take the shot what you got
Take it
Give it to yourself
Give it to the world
Give in to the wealth
Watch it all swirl
Go drip drip drip
Down the plug hole nigga
Spent it all lost it all how you figure
Not judged on the fall nor how you ball or days of war and how you fought
Idea's of yours and those you taught to strive for more when none was stored
The keys are gone so please restock for the drop for tales of cops but not the Ops
The pigs a blur the deaths will stop Ils sont merde
Man I was killing that
But I ain't killing like they killing
Well

Written by:
Zak Davies-Khan

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