Eden

P.S.A. for the evening Preaching from the cement Perched outside of Eden Down the block from heathens Mingle with the demons, make a movie like I'm Steven Spielberg Keep a steel bird, that's for the schemers Snakes slither through the streets a nigga sleeps in Big Apple bleeding my kids they barely teething A nigga heart freezing to feed them. I seek the freedom If there's some green greed in this garden, I got to see it Word to Pope Pius I can't be driving no Prius For them Benz on BB's, for sheezy I'm with the BS Girls dressed in cheetah print meet with us to deceive us You'd give a rib to see her, deliver my ass from Eva F*ck your union they'll drive a wedge in between it Man they don't give a shit as long as your car is keyless Temptation it be fierce but only God I fear Reclining in a lear, my vision is crystal clear We need a resolution like Aaliyah Indeed the revolution could be here I dream of a solution with my peers Devil whispers in their ear, guaranteed to leave them seared The loss of innocence, forbidden fruit That's the fall of the ignorant. You're free to choose All the pure Cain I was Able to move Doesn't ever add up to the wealth I've accrued Sins of a father, that's passed through the roots So I changed my moves. Can't be acting no fool Got to rewrite the rules. Got to follow the moons It's the fall for most but me I kept it cool As the world turns and the paradise burns The slurs can be heard, at the footsteps of the church That's dirt. But what's a church, If not the congregation? If not the spoken word, them things that build nations If not embodied truth, truth is your only savior In The Garden, where in the dark, they hide the slave ships I fear no man. In the celestial city, swinging my gonads And God got my whole back. So know that Nigga I rest my case with you I'm seeing through, everyone, what stands up to truth? Lucifer son of the morning, f*ck is you? Them lies just won't do, disguised as false truths I done mowed through this garden, with lack of better tools I done plucked through lotuses, stole a heart or two I ate the forbidden fruit, cause who follows rules? Even when I make them, I break them, so no excuse I rise just to fall again, my ugly truth Knock me down nine times, I get up ten. As Kings do My Queens jewels. Supreme Being, with Supreme McGriff views Nigga vision all skewed I Madison Squared the Garden The Mecca,hallelu-jah Demons clashing with mine Truth marches with my troops See the divine, flows in my bloodline Meet the Tribe of the Gods, still tied to the mob Brick laying, boot strapped created my own job Planted a field of dreams, so my kids can run around Yeah, we building paradise boys And you in line to be Chief So keep ya poise