The Honorable Hakim Dough - The Metaphor

Movin
Solo Dolo
No crew
You don’t know nobody
No one knows you
Ain’t no tour guides
No one shows you
How you’re suppose to
Win, when no one coached you
This the Midwest, no one coast through
It get cold
Even walls need second coat
Catch a cold if you don’t catch the joke
We can press the remote, but it’s hard to control
Shorties from gravitating to the polls
Elected officials expecting the pistols
To smoke, especially knowing the desperate and broke
Are only in need of dope to cope, guns keep it safe
That’s why the young keep a case
And the old keep a face with a scowl
Talk to these young niggas once in a while
Remember that you too once where a child, growth is apparent
I know shooters that grew up with both of their parents
It still takes a village
Africa needs us
They still taking villages
Raping and pillaging
Preying and pilgramin
Ain’t nothing new to it
Cept that we filming it
Met up at Yassa
To download my pilgrimage
Laid out my lineage
I can merch we were merchants
Building is cool if you good with a tool
What we don’t learn in school is who financed the Pyramids
Here it is
Energy matters
Abracadabra
Collaborate
Water it, ice can evaporate
Good eve-ning, Ma’adam
My Mac is on Applegate
Bite what’s in-sight
And we fight to imagin-ate
Don’t over conceptua-lize the immacu-late
That’s what The Metaphor, no need to elaborate…

Written by:
CHARLESTON PARHAM, EWA JAMES EWA, RASHAD HUSSEIN

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