Good Evening Verb T (Ft. Confucius MC & Jehst)

[Chorus: Jehst]
You just stay seeing what I'm seeing
Don't believe what I believe in
Comprehend
You couldn't even
So I bid you all good evening

Just stay seeing what I'm seeing
Don't believe what I believe in
Comprehend
You couldn't even
So I bid you all good evening

[Verse 1: Confucius MC]
Yo
I couldn't give two shits
About who's rich
I make music
To untie the noose with
Caught up in this [?]
Where bruddas [?] loose lipped shit
Like, "You should do this..."
They ain't doing nothing but slip
Does the shoe fit?
I'm on my own tip
Like [?]
The South London [?]
Was too sick
This brudda's violent
Grip your idea with a toothpick
Keep it real
But around here we only have what the truth is...
[Jehst: You just stay seeing...]
And what it is are like pages from sci-fi novels
That make predictions
Planet of the Apes living
[?] or in a caged prison
Stars speak, it's the [?] swishing
Look close, you see the flame flickering
What the [?] too long, you'll see your name written
But me, I'd rather play the game, living
Stay wise
Maintain vision
Signing off, live from Great Britain