Away Too Long

It’s been too long, now I’m back and proper This rapping author with his package auteured by an exact faction of a pathological pauper I’m the Prince of consciousness My partners ponder how I’m always positive Policies like stop and frisk get a pig chopped to shit Find ‘em slaughtered with the few alliances authored By the few who lie to prosper Buying up the kind of causes that reduces grind to sawdust I’m a Lion with the itch in his throat Defensive with intentions always keep my business afloat Sensitive bout the shit that I wrote and I’m pissed about this system but don’t call my shit woke No more martyrs without karma barring millions approach Decked in armor, weapons drawn, ready to fulfill their own hope Buildings filled with children fielding words that are spoke By the debonair, Flair God his soul is his own Rocking the weathered face The fellas say I’m hella great Melanin mixed with Elmer’s Paste Let’s celebrate I’m Bane if he was overweight Vultures stay controlling waves A buzzard couldn’t flow the same as a soldier bearing Domes’ name Hold the fame Court appointed lawyer rank No poison potions in my brain Foil villains takeover reign It’s all the same The fallen sprawling and remain Calling for financial gain Even though the cause is lost and they aren’t awake I often wait Till the sun comes up My punch combined with knucks makes the blood run up This punishing blunt booms hard like thunda Repercussions for destruction are an affront to this one