The Dark Room

[Intro]

He plays guitar in Band X

In the same old formula as everyone else does

Why can't he break out? Once you check out all those rules

You can really start to explore music

Music, music, music

[Verse 1: Evidence]

I felt emotions so deep, but my words got blocked

You see I never smoked before so my nerves got shocked

I couldn't talk a word, but I could see the world

I mean everything became so clear

I didn't slur shit, I just kept quiet and made a note of it

Before the poetry is out the fire and I'm over it

Retire notably and every move's a curtain call

Smooth with the groove so honey don't take it personal

I'm trying to make it out of dodge, don't need to see the rainbows end

I need a lift before I'm looking at the wall or great descent

I owe rent and love the months that got a 31

I miss Pun and only met him once

This is kettle chips and blunts, the funk

I'm on the road still, I'm on a cold bill

She got a coke body so ill

Pick the code to the lock and all my people free

I found the road to the top behind the...

So let's turn to chapter one, these are the hood parts

Life is make believe and death is when the book starts

I got good heart and ain't afraid to show you

At fifteen I shot a .22, now I'm older

I spill my sixteens and dip clean

This body grown up and clinging to these kids dreams

I found a new feeling, I'mma chase it

A newfound town, a new scribe, you can't erase it

[Hook: Vince Staples]

I done tried, I done tried, I done tried, I done tried

You don't live till you die, hell or home you decide

Near the flames of the fire, near the flames of the fire

Near the flames of the fire, near the flames of the fire

I done tried, I done tried, I done tried to survive

You don't live till you die, hell or home you decide

Near the flames of the fire, near the flames of the fire

Near the flames of the fire, near the flames of the fire

[Verse 2: Rakaa Iriscience]

I swam in oceans so deep the models seem like dots

Something brushed up against my feet my insides dropped

Fought the panic and I swam to the top

The only non one-percenter member climbing back onto the yacht

It's a strange life, wonderful world, process the pain right

Enact change, sipping champagne the same night (blah)

Half disgusted, half delighted, half divided on it

I Robin Hood and I smile, mad inside I'm haunted

But party to the break of dawn, until the night is gone

In glass mansions they throw hard words like right and wrong

Intoxicating darkness but my light is on

These battle hymns ballad of the freedom fighter song

Life chiseled into blocks, on the wall and into skin

Complicated ultimately, only spare the innocent

Festivals we massacre, hit the stage and snipe them from it

Kill in grimy clubs close and personal like knife to stomach

The code is in the DNA of the fan

Talking flashlight rips with DNA in the dam

Worldwide, running live-fire exercises, flame throwing

Gasoline graffiti bombing, drop the joint, the names glowing

That's burner redefined, learn to read between the lines

The subtle hints and clues, the symbols and the signs

It's Rakaa Iriscience, recognize the grand design

Making more move than just clock hands and sands of time

[Hook: Vince Staples]

[Outro: Sample]