The Complex Reks (Ft. Pharoahe Monch)
"The Complex" by Reks (Ft. Pharoahe Monch) is a #HipHop track released in 2016. The song explores themes of societal struggles, personal introspection, and the complexities of modern life. It features intricate wordplay and thought-provoking lyrics, showcasing the artists' lyrical prowess. The collaboration highlights the importance of conscious rap in addressing real-world issues.
[Intro]
Floating all night
Floating all night
Floating, floating, floating all night
Statik Selektah
[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Say left, huh, left-right, left-right
Wing hates exposure, but love a defeatist to death, right?
Beat the defeatist morality 'til there's no feet left, right?
Teach us the killer mentality to shove us some tech
We are just another formality of government debt
But Lord, what's worse is even after I served
After I followed the scriptures and honored the word
After I fought for America, got what I deserved, I
Came back to racism, absurd
You look down on me while I pick the garbage, you enjoy your melanin curb
I'm like, "what's your thoughts, son, your bird's eye, bitch?
You probably thinkin' I'm itchin' for my post-traumatic, huh?
Is it because I'm twitchin' from the most dramatic shit I've ever seen?"
My commanding officer yelling at the pregnant woman to drink from the latrine
Little baby body layin' face down on the ravine
I thought I'd be an action figure
Kung-fu grip, and that ain't even the half, my nigga
When I needed medication the doctor wouldn't respond
Even when I told him I was the very first to respond
He said..
Floating all night
Floating all night
Floating, floating, floating all night
Statik Selektah
[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Say left, huh, left-right, left-right
Wing hates exposure, but love a defeatist to death, right?
Beat the defeatist morality 'til there's no feet left, right?
Teach us the killer mentality to shove us some tech
We are just another formality of government debt
But Lord, what's worse is even after I served
After I followed the scriptures and honored the word
After I fought for America, got what I deserved, I
Came back to racism, absurd
You look down on me while I pick the garbage, you enjoy your melanin curb
I'm like, "what's your thoughts, son, your bird's eye, bitch?
You probably thinkin' I'm itchin' for my post-traumatic, huh?
Is it because I'm twitchin' from the most dramatic shit I've ever seen?"
My commanding officer yelling at the pregnant woman to drink from the latrine
Little baby body layin' face down on the ravine
I thought I'd be an action figure
Kung-fu grip, and that ain't even the half, my nigga
When I needed medication the doctor wouldn't respond
Even when I told him I was the very first to respond
He said..
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