Day 13 Lyrics

[Sample]
The time has come for us to have a serious discussion

[Hook: Ka]
Try and live wiser
Give what's written in my fibers
Til I'm sitting with messiah
Oh I've been denied and I'm slipping in a fire

[Verse 1: Ka]
Fam understand my calling
Picked this up in the land of the fallen
If what I'm rambling is boring:
To the war and the famine you foreign
Chips down, grand and I'm all in
Strip bound, stand til the morning
Never ran, what I scan is appalling
Cops glance, watch scramblers hauling
Pistol grip, rip handle is balling
The band is standard in scoring
In full drought cannons are pouring
Pulled out where the cannibals hording
Saw they mandibles gnawing
A young man plan is a flan and some Jordans
Can't wait so break commandments and ordinance
And random assortments
Swore there wasn't nothing that a grand couldn't augment
Good lawyers need a grand just to talk with
Life's a bitch, I'm demandin' her courtship
Forsake but who I travel and walk with
New pound dragging it awkward
Swoop down grab with the hawk grip
Then get stacks, rich raps was a poor fit
Had to send a raft for mad battling war ships
I back sag with the horse whip
Didn't crack, stagger or forfeit
Just rapped, jagged and frost bit

[Hook: Ka]
Try and live wiser
Give what's written in my fibers
Til I'm sitting with messiah
Oh I've been denied and I'm slipping in a fire

[Verse 2: Ka]
Describe cause and effect
Many die violating laws of respect
Gun in my face paused in the sweat Bought grace in the place raw intellect
Work hard, first job chores to rep
Like Papi pad Rocky, fraudulent steps
Shots pressed block test scruples
Burned flesh learn best, I'm a pupil
Blessed, each lesson crucial
Yes is it def, what I'm sketching useful
Behave grave, slum ways what I'm used to
A street sways, blazed what the fruit do
When mom died ain't ride with a new slew
Robbed rejects looking for approval
Remember having no milk, listening to juice crew
Stranger visit, aim it and pivot like, "Who you?"
My pen grip descendant of Zulu
On my premier I'm paired as a Guru
Wack days, crack plays yeah it's brutal
Lost brother wearing cross-color fubu
Show love and of course love mutual

I come from the deep
They don't comfort the weak
Can't front, better hunt for your eat
Girls on the track, make em run for the meat
Bump in the street turn to dumpin' the heat
Words volatile, looks kill
At the stove for hours now, didn't cook a meal
But still son eating
Park born star-strawn one weekend
Lashing for cash, we ain't run weeping
Must vent, but spent when I'm done speaking
I lay sound, put down grey pound
Ill tenner build center for my great town
Do a few tours, I'm sure we can break ground
Looked at my skin, felt everybody hate brown
Close to emotional, pray I don't break down

[Hook: Ka]
Try and live wiser
Give what's written in my fibers
Til I'm sitting with messiah
Oh I've been denied and I'm slipping in a fire

[Sample]
I've got a right to cry

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