Pros and Cons

[Intro: eLZhi]

Yeah, this goes out to my peoples off Conan

To my peoples on Joy Road, Evergreen, Clinton

All my peoples, ayy

Get it right, ayy

The Lord knows we stood..

[Verse 1: eLZhi]

My guys, pros and cons to this shit

Take it from the prolific

Who's proficient with the pen, let's begin, or shall I proceed?

To jot down what's profound

I pray you don't acquire beef, but, get your protein

'Cause it's important

I know some promoted propensity for violence

That propel into projectiles, 'causing moments of silence

For something blown out of proportion, like propane

Do you provide our prescription promethazine to proliferate your provolone

Or is it cocaine?

Don't wanna see you catch a charge, like a proton

And, get probation from a hustle that is profane

Like, the provocative lifestyle of a protagonist

That follow procedure to protocol

Off a project produced by Yours Truly

I would rather you be a protégé

And see in a different perspective when things don't go your way

Ever read up on gang culture?

Our people were provoked to stick together for protection

From those who hate that we were born to procreate

My views are in between folks who protested the election

And the pro-black self-proclaimed freedom fighters

That lick the shot after prohibition towards aggressors

That created programs for the kids who's now professors

Who otherwise wouldn't be prone to make it out on they own

But I'm not prophetic, I just propose that you stay proactive

It's not productive to procrastinate

'Cause it can prolong or prevent progression

Makin' it hard to obtain what you see as a profession

Or stab your dreams in the back with the knife protrudin'

And be the one pronounced dead from another shootin'

There's pros and cons to this shit

Yeah, there's pros and cons to this shit

[Chorus: Georgia Anne Muldrow]

Test of time

So, dry your eyes (Yeah)

Into a paradise (Paradise)

Inside (Inside)

The Lord knows we stood the test of time (Stood)

So, dry your eyes (Dry your eyes)

Into a paradise (Paradise)

Inside (Inside)

The Lord knows we stood the test of time

So, dry your eyes (Dry your eyes)

Into a paradise (Paradise)

Inside (Inside)

The Lord knows we stood the...

[Verse 2: eLZhi]

I write a rhyme without a concept of time

Flyin' by, like a concord

They put my name in the conversation

That's the continuity of confirmation

And constant unity to conjure usually, build a congregation

Con artist, keep your contract

I'm too confident to ever contemplate

On givin' into what you conspire, 'cause y'all got some contacts

I am the best, be my guest to take that out of context

Especially if your content centers around your heater burstin'

And contrast subconscious

But on the contrary, even the conscious can eat a person

That's mean-spirited, like The Conjuring

I'll handle that like Constantine

I'll make a concave out of a condominium

I'm conquering harder than the conquistador

In a conquest before convoys seizes war, that was nasty

There's no contraceptives contracting diseases or

Constipated feces, sure

It's no contest, and I don't think you want a confrontation

What's fire to this brainstorming rain forming condensation

On the concrete from out the constellation

There's no consolation prize for you guys, just this consultation

To you, condescending, walking contradictions, kiss the Converse (Mwah)

Every time someone's convicted over commerce (Woah)

For not keeping they controversial lifestyle confidential

They confiscated consolidated contraband (Damn)

Though, they were facin' consequences

How they were treated was unconstitutional by the congressman

The courts held 'em in contempt, was not exempt to exile

If that's your contribution, there's pros and cons to this shit

[Outro: Georgia Anne Muldrow]

Paradise inside

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