ATK - chaos before eternity

First off, man its thank you to Vic for dropping Machiavelli
Second I say thank you to Vince for making FM
Bumping bass inside of the whip, artist confessions
Found out I could roll with the big business professions
Shed a tear and turn it to gold, alchemist lesson
Know the world around him is cold
Wish I hit Cole for a blessing, take me under for a record
Know my soul got a message
Hope that he could take the pen, put it to the pad and get this rolling with me
Been down on my lines, I'm feeling bolder lately
She doubting her curves, craving some motivation
You beautiful soul, know you control the nation
They scared of our whole linage, gold innit
Whole city, home winning
Hit the ball, the poll bending
Home grown, home land
No man could take me from my family greatness
I wish you would try to paint my picture
I wish you would take our land and our homes
And our businesses and stores, take our sound and our clothes
The last thing you tried to take is, that beauty in our soul
You must be tripping, think we'll give it to you…
You must be stupid think we'll listen to you
You know what's so outrageous
Half a score in school and I ain't seen my fam in pages
Only thing they showed us how they let dem out them cages
Now we celebrating the same dude who came through
And shot through the real dudes to stand high
Forget bout politicking we ain't sitting back on standby
Yea I got them licenses that money come on landslide
I ain't want no funds unless I worked for dem on my grind
Difference in you and I, you'll jug it and I'm anti
Social that is…
I know some people who could profit off the social my kid
I got some folks in my phone, really boasting my kid
All these lessons that I learned let's take it global my kid
I'm really hoping they see it
Top floor, big dogs ain't no roaches in here
They say it's lonely at the top but they got homies fr
We been scheming over dreams with the homies on meals
And now we on all wheels
I love how good this feels
They seen us laughing over brunch, said we acting Cantankerous
Got my hands up to the Lord they still see me as dangerous, Kid

Written by:
Asa Weeks

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