Bar Therapy

[Intro: Cavalier] What are thoughts of freedom from the inside of a jail window When it's too high to see out, the sky's out-of-reach out Only tell the time from when they tell you it's time to eat, sleep Maybe die discreetly Land mines in a field of dreams, systemic or epidemic Hard to make means out of sciences, syringes filled Made miracle meals on evil appliances What adds up to freedom Measured by lives Mine, for instance [Verse 1: Cavalier] When y'all was wishin' I was listenin', I pay attention If you feel iffy or you bitchy, then nigga say something Closed mouths is never fed Or they hamdullah keep it humble or apply to Everest Elephantitis balls versus rhetoric If we too rowdy we too loud with that oowie In that crowd we cum laude of that profound, I just do me He astounded at my leisure Counter your search and seizure I'm just grounded, yet out of bounds I've hid pounds in the freezer, mounds Sing a song for black hopes where the people could fly Past judges and black cloaks, gavels, yards with gravel Hazardous alleyways, smoke in the labyrinth Annie are you okay, man in the mirror myths Candidly I tackle this heavy bag, rapid jabs To hack the interface they'll have you acting like Bagger Vance Ravenous, the only true feed I hunger for is freedom The lord told me there was more I open the door to greet him like [Chorus: Iman Omari] Whenever this life tries to withhold I'm keeping my heart and soul I got to push on even when no one believes me With all we take on, try not to let go 'Cause every man walks this road But I'll push us on knowing that God will relieve me [Verse 2: Quelle Chris] Ayo, Cav Some brains are hard to explain Most hearts are tangled I fade, just try to catch my good side from every angle We let shit slide on black hand sides much far too often That's why fam that once laid beside now lays in coffins We wake to speak about who's too fake What's the new gossip? That flash cause, it's rise and it's fall, victims forgotten Po' shame, they don't remember your name and your plight Just something new to talk about through the night Fables of martyrs I shed a tear or two when I go back Listen to moments that hold much more than lyrics or raps What was our motive? And what changed? We say that we older but play the same games Bodies we caught on our journeys we place the same blame We puff enough to talk about how we be fucking up And break bread through feminine auras rarely acknowledged But I know, my brother, we human, yet in the same super The pearly gate was a coup Candy painted and polished By those before and behind us, my nigga [Chorus: Iman Omari] Whenever this life tries to withhold I'm keeping my heart and soul I got to push on even when no one believes me With all we take on, try not to let go 'Cause every man walks this road But I'll push us on knowing that God will relieve me [Outro] And it's what you sell New York as That's the funniest shit about gentrification and culture-cleansing You sell New York, you sell it as the epicenter of culture Especially with hip-hop, the culture that black people and latinos have brought to the world And I seen the only white teacher I had in my highschool, I seen that nigga in my neighborhood And this nigga said to me "what'chu doin' over here?" Boy, that shit was wicked Looked at that nigga like, "Are you kiddin' me?"