[Verse 1: E L U C I D]
Yup, yup, yop, yop, yop, yop, yop
Yeah
I was born in the year of this country's last recorded lynchin'
My question is, who stopped recordin'?
The great deceiver, name names, sun of the mornin'
I'm drawn in
Hauntological sloop, spook you out your Yeezy Boost
Fuck that
How long we gotta wait till karma kick back?
On that same old, same old, the root's not working
The root's not working
But I'm still here to tell you so
Life is for the livin'
I'm the solution, I'm the condition, I'm a symptom, I'm a witness
First instance seein' my soul above my bed, hung suspended
And I knew I coulda left here, that's not a bad thing
Slept on the wetware, they say the hex here, nearer by and by
It's alright
There be a certain sensitivity
Niggas cast spells every day, B
Rip the veil of mystery, wait, see
There's a history
Twist the leaf
Let the bush talk
Flame-shaped pitchfork
I'm no man of the cloth when the cannon went off
Heaviest cross to carry
They say one of the four horsemen was Iraqi
The people earn what they deserve
You are the beast you worship
I rose up on the third
Planetary purge
Panic-prone paralysis, evacuate
Raining chaos on your calculus, name a date
[Verse 2: Quelle Chris]
I am not astounded, I am not surprised
I am not astounded, I am not surprised
I am not astounded, I am not surprised
I am not astounded, I am not surprised
There's a power in the locks, display the top, the cat piece
Still laughin' at the fake woke who told me it wasn't nappy
Enough
Handcuffin' season is back, cousin, watch out for law-lovers and keep your wrists buttered up, and slick
For the sly and the wicked, no houses dropped on witches, no blind justice
I wonder if Steve pondered the fuss over pet rocks and fidget spinners
House niggas still get field dinners
Serve
Ironic like Orenthal James with scurvy, that win ain't guard from the presence of rock legends, you are not worthy
Darwinian pins destroy and rebuild his major key
So we clearin' house like shippin' CDs out COD
You need a break?
Take a knee
You need a skank?
Break a rib
Word to G-O-D
Open your lid
Set it free
I hope your mind don't find its way back before you rise and break free
The road less traveled wasn't graveled for safety
So when we move to plan Z, don't go tattle to Jakes, please and thanks
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[Verse 3: billy woods]
Cracks start to show
Bleakest shadow
I'm from the dirt, Roland Garros, that's rich
For what it's worth, gon' need both those barrels, kid
Nextel chirp, my ancestors:
"You gon' need more than bows and arrows, you dig?"
That's my word
Can't say anymore
Prolly said too much
This an open line
They retroactive with stuff, but if it was me
I'd probably kill the chief
Peace
Don't come cheap, Jacob Zuma at the computer, still waters run deep
The Boer blench when he reach for the machine
Sleight of hand just to rip the pockets out your jeans
Mom's like "What the hell happened to those dungarees?"
But enough about me
Your intro's too long, you ain't Ghost and Rae
Charly Wingate in jail, you can't just up and ride that wave
It's like niggas skipped track nine on the Purple Tape
Chris like "woods, you overlookin' the fact they got beats for days"
I had to concede, the beats was indeed flames, which only made it more of a shame