Furious

<p>[Verse 1]<br/><br/>Ghetto gospel, im hostile, making fools of all my rivals<br/>This God grace with the earth without one disciple<br/>Facing hurt, bittersweet hope in the bible<br/>Forced belief, what if the fuck im being lied to<span><br/><br/>No disrespect to the two that raised me<br/>But the research I been doing got a nigga going crazy<br/>Hazy, atmosphere, this cat right here<br/>Write tears, your memory, they dry right there<span><br/><br/>A man without a conscious<br/>Is actually a man with a conscious<span><br/>Who grinded, took the word truth and defined it<br/>But in this country, thinking for yourself is like a crime bitch<br/>I need a mami to moon me, watch sun reflect that light<br/>I&#x27;mma be a star, illuminating the night<span><br/>Motivation, resides in my saliva<br/>So i spit, like making bodily fluids and ground touch<br/><br/>Nine tucked, never, why the fuckin questions<br/>I keep em guessing, got em lost in my deception<br/>Im a liar, no im not, wtf you talking bout talking about<br/>Not like it matters, tell me who ur favorite rapper out<br/><br/>No names, this ain&#x27;t a diss song, we twist strong<br/>Practices of positive vibes, gotta decide<br/>If i dont get outta this life, other than astral projections<br/>Fuck pigments im best complexion<br/><br/>Of my ancestors, father of the human face<br/>U chase ass, i chase cash, only comparison is pursuing the cake<span><br/>I put the flame to the fronto leaf<br/>Blazing with a freak, ay yo how her throat so deep<br/><br/>She remind me of ex!!! When a nigga was diggin her out<br/>(Bleep) in her mouth, i said some shit, i said raw<br/>For criticism purposes l, say it was a metaphor<br/><br/>Fuckers say i curse to much<br/>Who they favorite rapper, of course, big, 2Pac<span><br/>Who not?, two shots, few shots<br/>Niggas got me tight<br/><br/>[Verse 2]<br/><br/>Cream of the planet<br/>My trust can&#x27;t be redeemed, if ever damaged<br/>Im not pure, but the universe fuck with a nigga<br/>The youth gonna really put trust in a nigga<br/><br/>Our role models grew up poor<br/>Of course, college wasn&#x27;t something they can afford<br/>That&#x27;s why we never looked like the teacher writng on the chalk board<br/>Who decide my life, with grades<br/><br/>Trifling days, niggas had ‘da write essays (right essay)<br/>Like catching a come up on papa on check day<span><br/>Especially, chickens call him joe pesci<br/>They dig him, buried alive, respect me<br/><br/>A goodfella, true wise guy, im wise guy<br/>Sky high, on cloud nine getting radio time<br/>Laying the dimes, hotel rooms are store counters<span><br/>Press rewind if u want a supernatural encounters