Taizu - a hundred

Thoughts dirty man I never claimed to be the cleanest
Rappers tryna beef with me I never eat it
Cold shoulders from my closest tend to be me heated
Try to sell the blind on vision but they'll never see it
If I ever bite my tongue I spit out blood while speaking
The person closest to me, why'd I cut the deepest?
I hope he know it eats me and I didn't mean it
Five years past, I still get the feelings
Feeling stronger off of liquor that's my fucking weakness
When my memoir drops I swear I'll share the secrets
How I'm tryna find peace but getting broke to pieces?
Just tryna own life, apparently we lease it
I been quiet for a year and son I got my reasons
Whole world needing prayers, someone hit up Jesus
Now his mailbox full, wonder if he'll read it?
Give a dollar to the pastor in the hope it reaches
I just pray to god these people practice what they preaching
I don't fuck with dogma, it got 'em on some leashes
Summer fallin' cause they couldn't spring up to season
Leaves change it won't really do no good to freeze it
Yeah...
Missing 2017 St. Lucia beaches
Got the opportunity to really see what peace is
While my big bro Sammy filled up all bleachers
See he taught me keep it humble makes the heavy easy
And if they see you as a hero then you gotta be it
Got a cape but I'm wondering if others see it
I guess if you don't trust it why should they believe it?
Why I'm in an art form that bleeds confidence
When I be getting insecure off of compliments
I just wanna spread love, don't wanna conquer shit
Food for thought in market that sells condiments
Ignorance a sickness, got me shaking like parkinson's
Don't wanna take it easy, make it hard to live
Ain't an organ donor but I'm not remissed
That mean when you die, that you still ain't got a heart to give
No love loss when you ain't got none
Cooking different herbs at the studio like a potluck
Calm the nerves, I'm whippin' work, yeah alot up
White man driving, the only option is shotgun
AAPI the term they using for all us
Women sex toys, they market 'em like a product
Burden of perfection is always put on the daughter
Have a bad day, you pull up and start to slaughter
Clearly it's your vision that need tune up
Hit me with the middle but I'm still throw the two up
Wanna change the U.S. then it's really up to us
But tinder fantasies got the public not giving two fucks
So what is the solution when it's only problems?
Feel like I need a mathematician here to solve 'em
No opportunity then what you gonna get involved in?
'Nother reason for the state to use their hate to target
I could prolly spit it real for hundred hours
But after Ye, no one man should have all that power
I'm just posted at my cousin's hitting potent flowers
Drink some lemon turmeric if the stomach sour
Yeah...
Had to take a moment, had to catch my breath
In the land where loose cigarettes can get you dead
Where you can't kneel unless you doing it on someones neck
Huh...
And that's some hard truth you can walk away with
So don't ask me when you see me why I look so weighted
When our neighbors here for centuries been facing hatred
Pushing policy that's putting kids in cages
Then you crying 'bout the safety of these unborn babies
And you wonder why I'm looking like you fucking crazy?
Damn...
You tryna sell me something it's a hard pass
Like Casey Anthony teaching lamaze class
I guess your vision is limited to your contacts
Look...
But I ain't selling misery, just silver linings
So remember when it's cloudy you just gotta find it
It's usually perspective that needs realignment
Focus on the king of hearts and not king of diamonds
And if you ever have the option never opt for violence
But if you see it gotta stop it never go in silence
 If you a grown man fighting you should know it's childish
Damn...
Enough free game, check my onlyfans
Glad I got to walk you through it like we holding hands
So often that we know the music but don't know the man
Hope the honesty I'm sharing help you understand
They hoping for defeat I get the upper hand
Try to catch my wave, you get a cup of sand
My ocean go deeper down than your hundred bands
Most will say they team Mufasa but they love to scar
I'm just rolling more tree than a lumber yard
You call me bartender way I run the bars
Holding dreams like I only sleep under stars
Hope little brown kids wonder who we are
Felt the lack of role models we were growing up
Crazy how a little symbolism goes so far
And if you ever need a hug I got some open arms
If you hurting then I'm hoping that you open up
Everybody going through it, that ain't spoke at all
Sorry had to speak my truth and that's a hundred dog

Written by:
Manan Pandya

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