Endgame

[Intro] How does one illuminate a dark and muddy sky? There's only one thing left to do You gotta ram at the darkness with your rhyme They be checkin' for the Oh Alright Uh Yeah [Verse] They be checkin' for the drip, we the template Was in the ends of made chips on the m-way I was kickin' for a bit, but the rent paid Had my mental on abyss, not the endgame Was a rebel to the kids I'm the sensei I couldn't settle, couldn't sit, since fame Started messin' with the spliffs, intense pain Used to bezel it with grins when the friends came Want the bezel with glyph in my neck chain No one special let me script for my left brain Don't resemble they be ehhhhh with less range I started gettin' into whips to be less strange I be stressin' over shit but it reflect age How you fetish over grimace and expect grace? Stay invested in the mission, 'fore I rest pray For the wit and ammunition for the next day To be a witness of the riches and neglect made Respect change I gotta praise my intuition, 'cause it's debts paid in this death race I gotta cling 'cause niggas listen when they press play I gotta state that niggas isn't what the press say My obligation to the rhythm 'til my chest break I dropped the weight and now the writtens in the best shape [Outro] I been holdin' it down for years, you know what I'm sayin'? I been holdin' it down for years I haven't been in NYC, you know, the entire time that I've been holdin' it down, you know what I'm sayin'? And when I call it NYC, live in NYC It's based on maintainin' Not droppin' nothing along the way, you know what I'm sayin'?