Utopia

[Chorus - Collard]

I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to shoot

I've come way too far to play these games with you

Utopia

My paradise is burning

You hate to see that I'm learning

My fears get thrown in the furnace

I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to shoot

[Verse 1]

My fingers dance around the barrel

A barrel full of laughter

The trees loud enough to make me paro

They tried to throw stones on my shadow

My posture more van gogh

Attire more regal

I dress like a man of the people

A crown on my chest

I see death through the people

I see death and just spud him

I don’t fear no evil

I don’t say I’m sorry

Regret was my teacher

Now they look at

They look at me like their speaker

I guess I should speak up

When it’s time to speak they are no show vocal

Chords stressed from progress

Ten stacks on practice. Hours and hours

Sleep cycles on seconds, wasted serving that potent

But they don’t check content

Never pardon my context I stand by mine

Never ran off on family I stand by mine

Principles I crafted morals wavered at times

I felt my lowest, I felt no coping

Mechanisms could help me. My star sign stubborn

My minds been made

Be the greatest or nothing

I was so sure, my skin supple like steel

That spotlight mine. Gave a fuck how you feel

My belly still feel empty, I dare you to tempt me

Seen people die for less, seen mothers cry for more

Justice was never served for skin darker than yours (Justice was never served for skin darker than yours)

[Chorus - Collard]

I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to shoot

I've come way too far to play these games with yo

Utopia

My paradise is burning

You hate to see that I'm learning

My fears get thrown in the furnace

I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to shoot

[Verse 2]

It's the same shit, new wounds from old faces

Gracious

I barely stepped out the matrix

Heinous, parasites and traitors

Heinous

But my spirit can’t be wavered

Amazing? Me and my passion stood adjacent

My only worry she look at me like we strangers

I’ve seen you naked when your heart was still vacant

You've seen me weak enough to tell you we might make it

That's what we wanted. If a nigga kills a nigga

That’s one more nigga for the profit

One less one less body in a prison

One less, one less story bout’ a victim

Channel 5 paint as the killer

Pay me like the winner

Hope that keep me silent

Hope they keep me silent

So much power in my silence

It was nights like this

It was days like those

I would sit in my room

Cross legged and focused

Listening to the blues

That boo boo davis

Mama I'm so tired

All sounds like the same shit

I cried so much, took the salt from my pores

Rub the sweat in my wounds

Made a vow for the cause

You can take my life they gone remember me more

As a man of my action as a man of my words