People need to learn patience
No room to talk that's flagrant
If there's no point in your movement
All hate no love thats flagrant
Us people
Can we be equal
Its unfortunate
Some are less fortunate
Hopefully this verse
Causes an ordinance
Just gotta stay patient
Gotta stay thankful
Higher power could be the savior
Believe it can save you
Open ya third eye
Yes this day could take you
But never let the hate make or break you
Getting tangled with intangibles
And if you only call on God when the beckon dawns
Reckon life ain't goin' be long
Never let the hate make or break you
Let it shape you
Nobody else is like you
Nobody else is like me
I got work to do
With these views
I'm not saying I'm perfect
But if you smile it makes it worth it
But if you smile it makes it worth it
Nobody else is like you
You
Nobody else is like me
Me
Disassembled his patience
Rearranged it
Living with fragrance
Got free agents
Living in the basement
They won't come out until he's famous
He's complacent
With not being complacent
Guess it's contagious
When yawning catch their faces
Willow tree walking
Feel the fragrance
Stay a second
He wasn't finished
Learned from lessons
It wasn't scripted
But he paid attention
Under tension
Forgot to mention
He was never mentioned
Guess ya should of pay attention
Flip the message
Leave em second guessing
Since adolescence
He's been a blessing
An aggressive vessel
Rebel on the pedal
Demonstrating progressive expression
Babble on
Dabbled wrong
On Amazon
Bought the autobahn
Crayon scribbling
Sprinkle on some Parmesan
Swing from clouds
Tarzan off the loud
Not broken when bounced
Murder beats with a flagrant sound
Hopped off the greyhound
Welcome to the battleground
Where body is lost
And identify is found
Feel free to look around
This is his home now
Not his burial ground
Always on the prowl
Soul of an Afghan hound
No comparisons
Quit comparing him
Most artists sound the same
Guess they should take artist
Away from name
Present culture putting all in a frame
And since they all chip off the same block
Their heads rot
When they all try to flip the same rock
They shame Pac
Wish-wash
All talk
Phonies
Call all y'all Tony
Here's his testimony
Like something holy
Like a polished trophy
Let it rest up on ya
In this case
Him is me
He is we
Get to know me
He created this beat
Listen while he speaks
With flagrant techniques
Solid formed concrete
Opposite from obsolete
Playing for keeps
Pay no mind to shameful critiques
Far from peak
Rubbing on her cheeks
The peace is something intended to increase
Not shifting beliefs
Each release
Leaving the streets
Covered in Grease
Claiming you own the game
Hope you kept your receipt
He murders beats and won't cease to repeat
His voice lives on even when he's deceased
Gone