Yh, uh
Never talk too much I just kill 'em with style
Body bag beats got a villainous file
Flow so sweet its a cinnamon sound
Wherever I go I'm the realist in town
Young black g tryna figure it out
Still a black king better gimme my crown
Can't deal with these jesters
Them clowns be minors
Children digging for clout
See me I'm more digging for water
To make sure my people can get through the drought
Look for paradise where art the heavens
Man's tryna peep through the clouds
Arrive in a white toga and sandals
And a sweet one like in no doubts
Mandem tryna marry success
But there's no I do If you ain't carrying vows
Uh I'm a man of my words
Journey through life and I'm planning my turns
Walk through the fire I can handle the burns
Fail to succeed every man's gotta learn
Get straight to it like a man's got a perm
Fool for kitty every one's got a purr
Sweet black berries imma fool for a curve
Forbidden fruits I wan handle the curse
Uh, Spent some time on writers block
And trust me them ends were scary
So much going on in my mind
So at times I just can't think clearly
It's the ends that made me paro
I move in camo
Cause man move rago
If you ain't famo
So even a shadow
Can really make a man move weary
Road or not thats real life
No wands no fairies
Even if you make it out
You can still feel trapped and buried
I don't wan have shackles
I'm Mary Mary wanna be carefree
I'm MJ on a mission
I take this personal so don't dare me
Been bright though the future seemed dark
Street lights smashed I could see no paths
But midnight ends and dawn it does creep
Get insight, you wan put in more heart
Get inside, you wan put in more graft
If you don't see shit
Then you might not be shit
They pulled wool over eyes
And gave us no chance
Stay woke and you gotta stay certy
Been broke but they gotta imburse me
Let these words cut deep like it's surgery
You would of thought a man was in Turkey
Sonning these youts like it's nursery
Never switch sides Van Persie
I wear this London kit cause it made me
When I'm gone best retire my Jersey, JM