Kings (Pay Attention)

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle] Pay attention You been late all day 'cause you in your own way Pay attention Don't stray, pay attention Brain make an imprint, change the whole game in an instant Pay attention Pay attention Pay attention, the kings are about to speak [Verse 1: VerBS] Yo, hello A nigga is 25, feelin' like a grown kid I'm spendin' nights at some places that I don't live Surfin' on couches, squirtin' on blouses Outside lookin' in, I know I need to motion To another chapter and move on Be a grown man, but I'm all in these songs Runnin' off a steam just from a dream Geez, I know the economy's wrong But, y'know It's a marathon not a sprint To my goal, gotta carry on like a pimp With a stroll, and less is more But when you dumb it down and say you're not Larry Cole Spark of inspiration, you gotta grab it Some people's hatin' when other people have it Tryin to figure out how to reach a demographic But the chosen content we exude limits rappers [Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle] Grown man thirty, so damn dirty Millennial entitlement, blame Ol' Dirty Kurt Cobain let his brains blow early Gray matter spilled like a mango Slurpee My pops never got his Kangol dirty Red and white clean like a D. Rose jersey Favorite Flip Mode cap was Lord Have Mercy So I learned about the shady in the rap biz early [Chorus: Open Mike Eagle] Pay attention You been late all day 'cause you in your own way Pay attention Don't stray, pay attention Brain make an imprint, change the whole game in an instant Pay attention Pay attention Pay attention, the kings are about to speak [Verse 3: Real8] Look Last leg of the race, pullin' through the home stretch Born in LA but I hadn't found home yet See, home is where the heart is And mine is rooted in freedom But there is no particular landscape And y'all cats missin' the mark Your roots aren't deep and your vision is off [?] And two minute clouds [?] Hmm, is this considered art rap? If so, Mike, take the damn art back 'Cause once the king speak as a matter of fact These art jackets will attempt to miss the brain wash So I'ma take an exit through the art shop and say, "Fuck rap!" This is heart hop I'm openin' strides on you niggas Michael Johnson, gold cleats at the track meet And you can push facades on yo listeners But it's hard to really pose as an athlete In the presence of the veterans You ain't fresh, so how you think you 'bout to rock a letterman [Verse 4: Open Mike Eagle] Yeah, kept my eyes on thirty So I don't get surprised when the skies gone murky Jerk me and try, but I'm not [?] High ambitions, but I ain't that thirsty And firstly, the only way an [?] can hurt me Is if I expect them to act other than earthling I'm not the clown for which you are searching I'm not nobody's puppet and I will cut their strings [Outro: Open Mike Eagle] Pay attention in order to avoid a lynching and then change the system And then rearrange the rhythm in space [?] Without grace, trippin' [?] [?] Stay different Stop cocaine sniffin' Man, you trippin' Macintosh says, "Think different" Spank women If you're-they're into it