Ellis the Group - Balcony Pt. 2 (feat. CocacolaJimmy)

Yeah, I was gonna write some uh, like something like a Bop or something
But, I figured I'd just get back on this backpack rap
Woah, woah
You found me on the balcony just speaking my mind
You probing into thoughts just to see if they're mine
I'm aiming for the stars you can see when they shine
Been on this from the start you can press the rewind
I'm on a mission, I'm in my prime, in Mint condition
I'm 28 A.P. The game starts glitching
They feeling a way, no longer a slave
I'm here for it all, I'm reading the blogs
The world don't revolve, around an applause
For striving to solve, the racism issue when sin is the cause Yea

I'm voting for trump I'm keeping it blunt ain't got no time for no refer
It's Ellis the group, I'm taking it solo, ain't got no time for a feature
I'm pressing your buttons, I'm dialing it up, hoping these fax will reach ya
Christ Jesus, please lead us
They use feelings and experiences to take down truth
I see right through, they trynna take down you.
See they don't like god
But all these given rights were given by God
My god
Don't be fooled by the evil one

I wanna tell ya, you can do betta
We breaking out
I'm on the track chasing dreams don't be sleepin chasing clout
Peep game, it seems so strange, how we can blame
Everybody else, we kill our brothers like cane
Lu Kane, kick-back lit like blue flames
My niggas puffing loud, getting lifted like a crane
I ain't judge 'em, but I know that green ain't gone save em
Weed or money
I'm no dummy, I see the pain
I see the chains, I'm trynna help them out
I'll take the Ludacris approach, I keep it word of mouth
I'll bring it back to the hood that I came from
Eight duces those niggas those my day ones

We at war and I ain't put on war boots to toe the line
I weighted, now I'm yoked up, and I can not slow up
I'm crushing eggshells, I will not hesitate to bring up black on black crime
They write me off and call me soft but that's fine
I answer to God, that's big G, my angels with me
I'm moving by the spirit, I know that the flesh is iffy
I see it in me, I see the envy.
I can't be ready to fight the world if I don't fight what's in me, it's so dingy
Cream on the inside, clean on the outside
I got wounds and cuts so deep, feel like his words peroxide
I'm healing up, with ten toes down, owning my decision
One day I stand before God and answer for the life I'm living

I wanna tell ya, you can do betta
We breaking out
I'm on the track chasing dreams don't be sleepin chasing clout
Peep game, it seems so strange, how we can blame
Everybody else, we kill our brothers like cane
Lu Kane, kick-back lit like blue flames
My niggas puffing loud, getting lifted like a crane
I ain't judge 'em, but I know that green ain't gone save em
Weed or money
I'm no dummy, I see the pain
I see the chains, I'm trynna help them out
I'll take the Ludacris approach, I keep it word of mouth
I'll bring it back to the hood that I came from
Eight duces those niggas those my day ones

Yeah
So I know uh, it might feel like I'm pressing buttons or
Trying to be provocative and whatnot but
that's really not my aim, I'm just trying uh speak what's on my mind
It might be some people who have similar thoughts or whatever but uh I mean
This is where I'm at
Balcony part two
Ellis the Group

Written by:
James Brown

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