Loved Ones
The Black Ace
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Ooo Next to fit in the room, take a number There's always time to reflect when you're another number At least they consider it that, check the staff that governs All uniform, they Mario the plumber There's so much more in store, man, I really can't explain it They big up little rappers, they Goliath the David I've been Building an ark 'Cause a voice in my head told me to Build up my art There's no choice, I'm all set To take the bullet in the arm, face the bull heads up like Montana My face getting famous for my skull Nick Cannon, host of many things, plenty rings That's finger food for the kids in this I probably should be kidding, but I'm not There's no more riding Razors in my cousin's parking lot Driveway, "whatever I say goes" I know you heard that line a lot I wonder if I'll say that as a Father 'cause I was taught to overcome But it took me years to learn to ask for help, was almost done I still struggle with that I kinda like having this weight on my back That's kinda sick, I guess I'm really tripping But tell me this: at what age did your heart get to gripping for no reason? Middle of the bold season, irony is funny like that I got some starch in my cap Keep it straight, government tales, the crowd wails Rats running for cheese instead of office to stop officers from making us bleed Making us cry, I'm watching us die Not just on the screen, the empathy is harder to find Harder to grind, so we grind it up like Jamaica Throw it back, sharing with another stranger, oh Lord I can't say your name in vain because it hurts I can't say your name for fear I'm doing worse I won't delete your messages until I find what the message is The reason I won't stop writing cursive The treason that conflicts with my purpose The ringleader of this whole circus The number one, undone slice of life Ace, baby Oh, so you think we gonna laugh when you shooting us those texts? Man, you looking like an ass, real goofy Call you out, I ain't stupid I consider you an enemy now Obsessed with royalty but you ain't never getting the crown True colors shown, reflected in the fool's gold Can't even get you a lab and now you sitting in the pound Timeout for this 2 year old getting too bold The real never leaves me 'cause I filter out my soul Matter fact, we ain't enemies 'Cause that would mean you worth some of my energy I said it once before, I ain't think the Lord has sent for me yet Check yourself, letters straight from the vet Heaven-sent (Heaven...or hell) Or Hellbent, on twisting rods of steel with my bare hands While staring calmly up from the sand Usually, I don't do this but it's time to release Aristotle of the East And they know (They know, they know) They know, they know, they know And they know, they know, they know And you know And they know And they know, they know, they know And they know, they know, they know And they know, and they know
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