EXOTIC PRAYER RUGS (feat. Jadin Alexander)

[00:26.00] Used to sell my dope by my neighbor's house
[00:28.50] Miss Juanita, we used to stare when she wore her favorite blouse (damn)
[00:31.73] "Child, please," she used to laugh when we asked to take her out
[00:34.59] But I made it count, some baked macaroni, greens, and a plate of trout (yes)
[00:38.05] Those were the days I couldn't stay without
[00:40.23] My best friend's father came, and I shaved an ounce
[00:42.62] Never charged him the same amount (ha)
[00:44.13] All he used to say is, "Don't tell my son," too much shame and doubt (come on, dog)
[00:47.79] Don't tell me that you know what pain's about
[00:49.78] My mama used to pray I'd take the safest route
[00:52.05] I finally did, then she got dementia, can't remember
[00:54.94] She'll never mention I made it out (goddamn)
[00:57.02] Damn, it hurts more when the shit's true
[01:00.16] How you've been takin' care of your mother longer than she did you?
[01:03.21] A group home baby, a foster child with a sick view
[01:06.29] What I lived through, don't ever misconstrue a nigga who miss screws (don't do that)
[01:09.77] Nah, we constantly tried to skip school, couldn't follow their strict rules
[01:14.09] Bible scriptures, we flipped through (ah)
[01:15.75] A devil in disguise 'cause I spin the block with a silent fury (yeah)
[01:19.09] So when the beef is brewing, I'm pulling up like I'm Guy Fieri
[01:22.32] Don't judge me 'cause I've seen that look in the eyes of juries (I seen that)
[01:25.66] Trapped in a six by nine is like you're alive and buried (ah)
[01:28.86] Damn, got the nerve to ask why I'm introverted
[01:31.82] You can hear a pin drop vividly when they said the verdict
[01:34.86] Watchin' big bro scrub his Nikes with bleach and some dish detergent (on it)
[01:38.06] Sayin' Ran', you can hear the kindest words from the slickest serpents (that's real talk)
[01:41.73] Now every so-and-so got some bricks to purchase (ah)
[01:44.68] We all bosses, where the freakin' workers? Stick to verses
[01:47.45] I ain't felt your presence (nah), but you can feel mines when I enter the room
[01:51.39] 'Cause either you Heaven-sent or get sent to Heaven
[01:53.53] I just pray I get to see the day my beard is gray (I pray)
[01:56.14] Giant crowds could never change the way that Michael Jordan play (never)
[01:59.29] Tie your lace, some niggas played the porch, I played the crate
[02:02.06] I watched smokers touch the sky, they found God before Mase
[02:05.24] Look, Catholicism as a child, Shahada as I got older (Inshallah)
[02:08.53] The chip in my tooth, can't compare to the shit on my shoulder (nah)
[02:11.69] Pictures of Hova inspired me while sippin' the soda (Pepsi)
[02:14.96] My family was never far, but shit, that pistol was closer (right here)
[02:17.76] Look, chemo' got my aunt, dialysis got my grandma (Mama)
[02:21.47] Pops' a diabetic, Barbados trip for the tan line (yeah)
[02:24.73] I cooked the onion before I got booked in public (oh)
[02:27.72] Back-to-back with Fab', now bitches in Brooklyn love it (spit)
[02:30.41] Look, Ruff Ryder volume one, I'm knockin' Drag puffer (Drag')
[02:33.64] Bag toucher, it's a cash subject, we don't ask nothin', where that paper at? (Where it's at)
[02:38.07] Make that bed up, how niggas lay you flat (boom)
[02:40.53] Too young to shave his face, it's funny how he shavin' crack
[02:43.52] Paper plates at the barbecue, playing your favorite tracks
[02:46.73] She don't freestyle, so I don't know why auntie chasing smack (splatt)
[02:49.92] Jumpstart my favorite, nigga, I'm bringing razors back
[02:52.98] In Arkansas wit' it, Calipari with the razorbacks (uh-huh)
[02:56.02] Thirst to let his pistol do 'em filthy so he can't relax
[02:59.33] Karma don't move fast enough, this life, he wasn't made for that
[03:02.33] I'm scared to leave the park when it's stormin', then hit the story (I seen it)
[03:05.39] Stop drinking Champ', you not gon' get to talk with N.O.R.E. (never)
[03:08.56] Clout the new dog food, niggas out here fiendin', take a nap and feel famous
[03:13.20] I got niggas out here dreamin', what's the reason, look?
[03:15.85] Ransom and Pablo (Ransom), I'm like a fossil, rollin' fronto
[03:18.99] Tough 'til he shot, screaming muhando (muhando) dato
[03:28.87] One
[03:31.29] When these lyrics bleed, it's uncontrollable, my spirit leaves
[03:34.89] I hear the trees behind me
[03:36.71] On the margins is where you find me, overgoin' procedures
[03:40.84] To be the people's champ' son of Deedra
[03:43.17] But will the bloodline ever be free of mental bondage?
[03:46.96] Appropriation disguised this homage, I got it
[03:50.07] Acknowledge the optics of erotic, exotic
[03:53.61] Generational hatred, so episodic
[03:56.25] Not to mention the dementia that tugs at my nana's conscious
[04:00.12] But I still follow the doctrine 'cause of these melodic ways to pray from days
[04:06.48] I was unresponsive
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