Through the Sky

Confidence is the food to a wise man
But liqour to a fool
True, I had the juice since
A likkle bitty yute
The likkle root that grew
Manoeuvred the, the
The press, the pride, the prayers, the proof
I shook it loose of everything
I thought I knew had to unlearn
Rewire 'cause the fires regrew
I been aloof, I been alone
But now it's time to regroup
Look at the time
Rhymin' as simple as tyin' his shoе
They say the Devil's in thе dirt
I found diamonds
My mama say it's Devil's in the church
But you been preachin' with the Zealots
The converted yo purpose got a purpose
You been on the search
You been hurt by people that's bein' hurt
But who could do worse?
One person, Black man, first Earth birth
Evil lurkin' in the curtains
Squirtin' at your work shirt
It's no detergent if you undergo the current
You a cowardly, dawg, I wouldn't encourage it
Certainly pertinent information observin' the
Surface got me berserk
This nigga copped the dirty thirty
And he poppin' that perc
For brekky, lunch, dinner, dessert
But smirched the good name of the family
Pops was always at work
He went to rob another robber then
Got found in the dirt
He got it popped then shot the cop
The partners thought he was turnt
Google search, a niggas service was purpose
Upperclass, middleclass attracted to
The bad shit runnin' rabbid
Then you blame it on some rap shit
There's lies in the library, they
Cappin' in the captions
Fasten your seatbelt
Fascism is just a fashion
That's formidable for you
To walk the hill until your feet melt

Run, baby, run, baby, run 'fore they getcha
Oh, man, they gotcha
Now smile for the picture
Run, better run from they gun
'cause they comin' for you
Run, baby, run, baby, run 'fore they getcha
Oh, man, they gotcha
Now smile for the picture
Run, better run from they gun
'cause they comin' for you