Jimmy Superfly Snuka off the top rope
Regular rappers trying to wrestle what I wrote
I never wrote what I wrote, memorized by rote
I'm not fly, I'm high, why smoke?
Walking on water while they travel by boat
How is life about money when we all die broke
Some flirt with it, some try to work with it
Some go to church with it in the 61st minute
I guess that's why the hearse tinted
Life is short but its deep, I'm immersed in it

And I call see, and I can see is the rest of my life (Repeat 3X)
And I can see is the bright white light

Hard like O'Shea, Lorenzo and Eric
Or pushing out a baby while you laid up in the stirrups
A long line of coke and a tall cup of syrup
On the ledge of Pimp C's hotel suite terrace
If the meek shall inherit the earth, what do the wicked get?
When and if this is the big one, Elizabeth?
And is the incentive commensurate
With all the pain and suffering we visited
Upon our fellow idiots, all infatuated with
The meaning of success within a 10-block radius?
If that's the case, I'm the leader of the pack then
Especially if the pack is packed with passive black men
My aggression's a lesson to teach em how to act then
Counter-act pervasive apathy with action
I'm positive my passion will positively impact them
Like a powerful Mac 10
Power to empower the powerless
Devour the cowardice, our power trip's
Analogous to drowning in the shallowest puddle of sour piss
Now how's my analysis
Measure up to palaces, callouses, fallaces, dialysis?
Blow it out your chalices, go ask your Alices
For directions out of this wonderland of childishness
Yet we are challenged with insurmountable challenges
It all amounts to this: love and life in the balances

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