The Static

[Verse 1: Marlon Craft] I said "Hey Y'all" They tell em stop acting so hood But all it took was a hood for Trayvon So I find it easier telling my hustler friends to play on I ain't saying they right but don't you tell me they wrong I tell em "Stay strong" I tell em "Think bout how you wanna spend your days on this planet, they yours to make dog" I try to show em that great achievement usually takes long So how you expect people to act who feel like their days are numbered My days are long and all my nights are filled with restless slumbers Deathless summers make all my complaints seem trivial though Shit, It's like the fix is in and the system is broke And I'm just tired of arguing 'bout shit that's empirical bro Slivers of hope was all I had two livers ago The gift and the curse of a mind that's too critical so Just be more livid than most, envy the simpler folk Such a long distance to go How can I get 'em to know... [Hook: Leah Rich] Hello-Hello Can you hear me now? Get up-Get up Plant your feet in the ground (in the ground) So they can't tear you down Am I getting through the static? Hello-Hello Can you hear me speak? Leave a m-message after the beep Take it slow And wait for all your seeds to grow [Verse 2: Marlon Craft] It's the lonely night veteran I ain't traveled much But I've written several albums 'bout all the places my head has been Hesitance been a steady trend Skeptical of the definite Everything is subject to change and that's the prerequisite Ironic huh? This ain't no sonnet bruh They pass the mic and when I palm it they astonished bruh And everyone always puts their hands up at all my shows But if I was the police, half the crowd still getting smoked I been trynna shed the light, bring the water for their souls Waiting on us all to grow I do it for the agriculture Rapper slash botanist Half-Defeated, Half-Optimist Running up in your consciousness Killing every pop columnist It's Craft, homie, I'm in the past, homie Fuck your stupid ass opinions, do the math, homie I'm out here trynna build something that'll last, homie For now, the envy way greener than the grass, homie [Hook: Leah Rich] Hello-Hello Can you hear me now? Get up-Get up Plant your feet in the ground (in the ground) So they can't tear you down Am I getting through the static? Hello-Hello Can you hear me speak? Leave a m-message after the beep Take it slow And wait for all your seeds to grow