Baring/Earn Your Keep

Reaching up out the crevices Trying to get the shine bouncing off those necklaces Chained to the system Sacrificed wisdom Was blinded now I see through the prism (Echo) Why am I not dead yet Why I eat pussy knowing that I hate the bed wet Why I rap about shit knowing that it's keeping me from checks Blame it on my chest Open up your chest Let the pirates in Find what's real about you Find the real around you Prolly scoundrels They'd have you drowned deep in beer cases Rib cages bruised women too See a lick they lickatung Had me steady searching for my hearse day Bitches thirsty And I drenched them with the sea man How you be man? Me I'm trapped in a sticky situation Hon-ey forc-ing the inspiration But It don't work like that Back back when I was stuck On that purp like that I would lie off from work Fall back like that Into that comfortable pain If I speak about it's joy you'd call me insane You speak to me bout your god then it's prolly in vein Not trying to loose your interest or my friends Burning off some loose ends Yes I'm a nuisance So great to get acquainted As you fainted I just painted I take the hate and tame it Make thou unattainable Why disdain the bull? It makes life random more Like it was needed Like that line didn't need it Or a baker calling off for the day that didn't knead it The opposite of my cellophane to an over oozed lunch I know to be conceited is an over used punch No battling Just out dated babbling No haggling Just give me the food A common west statement "Damn that's hella rude" Looking at my bank statement Thinking that my fiancé going leave me if I make another vc payment Damn those two k fuckers I can't get two k shit Sam see two pay stubs His two wrists gon flinch Hands rub together "Cam thank you brother" Open letter header reads We gon make you bleed for that slave work Like yo grandpappy's grandpappy in that grave dirt Less laws less clause Where's better standards Where's the applause Every time I step for my ancestors Wait I didn't do the work You didn't do shit but you feel like you earned it If I was drive byed would I feel like I urned it I've been earnest Cycle six months Then I break off take a long lunch Then I came back ringing bells guess I had a hunch To stop fucking up and liking it Not be ok with hiking it I'm a star and it's ok if you're denying it I was you Just a few ticks ago Realized I don't need wicks to help a nigga glow Fire starts from inside Basic but it keeps soul afloat While you coast Fueling off mimosas and toast Yeah I know Oh damn yeah I know Hope to be seen When you're really just a ghost Oo damn yeah I know