Cudjoe the Excellence - The Riddle

I know its too potent they don't need me to fight
Maybe water the juice down and give 'em a sprite
I know your feelings are brittle because you're doing too little
So how bout come and help me...

Tryin' to solve a riddle

Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle

You're feelings too brittle
You're doing too little
Meet me in the middle
We trying to solve a riddle

Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle

You could say a lot but opinions are fickle
Trying to solve a riddle
Trying to solve a riddle

One...
Two...
Mic...
CHECK!

Lauren Hill told me everything is everything
Like que sera sera what will be blah de blah
The homies eating ritalin
So they can solve a riddle and
They don't even know
How to keep up with thier vision then
They done messed around and got inspired by me
Emulating everything from my head to my feet
Asking all the world's questions
Like the answer's with me
If only you could see me when i had to struggle to eat
To go from that to this well thats a riddle to me

How do you survive with no nutrients?

Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle

You're feelings too brittle
You're doing too little
Meet me in the middle
We trying to solve a riddle

Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle

You could say a lot but opinions are fickle
Trying to solve a riddle
Trying to solve a riddle

Please don't riddle me where I was tonight ma
(Tell her don't ask cuz then she's gonna fight)
Please don't riddle me cuz it's causing a fight ma
(Tell her about the time you wanted to eat tide pods)
I should eat tide pods all my words are disdain
(Tell her how she's a racehorse and goes right past your pain)
You work like a race horse...
You race past this pain...
(Tell her she's not supposed to bet against you getting out this cage)
Bet against my rage to break out of this cage
(Step-jockey can't help you cuz he's happy in his stable)
Step jockey won't help, his stable is plenty sane
Racetrack is so clear there's room for me
(Tell her about the time you tried to see what she see's but you don't have her eyes)
But how the hell am I supposed to see what you can see
It's like I shoiuld eat tide pods cuz my words are
Oh wait I said it...
Lessons from my cousin man I'm
Glad that he fed it
My only wish is that his family could stay where he see me
So he could teach me about the music
How it probably heals me
I heard he wishes the same I call
He don't pick up
I try to troll him the pain
Thats why he won't pick up
I'm thinking maybe he feels it don't know what to do
So all he does is work on music
I mean through and through
Told me he lost his girl and lost the music
So now he fears the love cuz it burned him in worst ways
I look up to my cousin I start gyms like, one day
Imma call it Exellence he bought it anyway HA

I can see you blind yourself on the pain of the past
That you can never talk about cuz then your reign won't last
Even if you had the feeling then emotional lack
Just a shell of yourself you can't get that back
If the pain of the father passes heat to the son...
Then I guess I'm ice cold I ain't shooting that gun
I've done solved the riddle on generational pain
Realize what it does then you stop it the same
This is not a reservation for the elevation
Of being designated for what the hurt became

I Just solved a riddle
I Just solved a riddle
Generational pain
I Just solved a riddle
I Just solved a riddle
Generational pain

Generational pain stops when the offspring sees
The mistakes of the parent and strives to do better
There, I solved it where's my check

Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle

You're feelings too brittle
You're doing too little
Meet me in the middle
We trying to solve a riddle

Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle
Tryin' to solve a riddle

You could say a lot but opinions are fickle
Trying to solve a riddle
Trying to solve a riddle

Written by:
Jamal Cudjoe

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