He demands most of the one who's unique
A paragon placed in the land of the bleak
Divorced from mistakes, gallopin' around on their ego
While we talk it regal over breaks
They said "Mayday, mayday"
We got these older rappers out here livin'
Good like it's still their heyday
Health in the seasonin'
Real diamonds for your third eye for stern reasonin'
Pride cultivation for your knees to bend
A prayer heard for the closed eye
How we still here? Only God knows why
A smile on our heart
With a legacy tatted up with legal issues so we never tore apart
Apart from that, you can find me click-free
Never loud, play it quiet like a cloud
Forever a proud man
B plans weren't the same as the A
So we attack the track no other way
We honor the ghosts
The holy ones who actions define our street
Signs that shine beneath the light post
The practice of pillow tattle for someone to
Babble your tea to others is not within our oath
Place the letter D in front of the word "art", throw it
We end up on the walls 'cause the point sharp, know it
Welcome to season nine, episode B-N-O to the three
Love, life
I don't wanna get no older
The breath of a world feels colder
But within hard livin' you can find God given His life, love
The truth can be heavier to lift up
But the one who stands steady not to give up
Is the man who blows forth in the palm of His hand
Listen, my name's not Charlie, but I'm a Brown
Skinned kid just walkin' around, praisin' God's gift
And I never sniff, Charlie, but my lines are the lift
Meanin' rhymes will ascend while I'm so off the cliff
Either make words that match or words that matter
And we do the latter, climbin' higher than your three feet measure
We are more than a chest with a treasure
I'm due a debt like Stuyvesant, bet
Yet I'm from the county of Nassau
Long Island track law, live and let give life
And when death is within sight
I hope to be surrounded by my seeds, tell 'em to love one another
Tell my son to treat a woman better than I treated his mother
I was too undercover under themes of excess
Seem to get it right when I choose to lean and express
Moms taught me better and I still failed the test
And if she's watchin' from higher heights
Her sights won't approve of certain moves in my manhood
But the hood man is damn good at showin' her shortcuts
Left longevity done with the fork stuck
Now fightin' over quick fixes of fame of expandin'
And who'll be the last man standin'
With the vast amount of plans in the palm of his hand?
Love, life
I don't wanna get no older
The breath of a world feels colder
But within hard livin' you can find God given His life, love
The truth can be heavier to lift up
But the one who stands steady not to give up
Is the man who holds plans in the palm of his hand
Is the man who holds plans in the palm of his hand
Is the man who holds plans in the palm of his hand
Travelin' on a long road
Travelin' on a long road (Sunshine, like eleven acres)
Travelin' on a long road (Sunshine, the sand)
Travelin' on a long road (Only five cents)
Travelin' on a long road (Come to the sunshine)
