[Verse: Median]
I'm so relaxed and focused
Talking the streets with my actions
Speak with glances, to my mans and 'em
Synchronised swimmers, big fishes
Hungry gorillas in this concrete jungle gone bananas
Fighting for life and rights in the same panic
To reach the lifeline, we lunch flexible like unemployed schedules
Running rebels, breaking the Matrix
No passion or patience for fakeness
I see pixels when I look at agents
Space between me and my goal hazardous is gamma radiation
'Less we making Culpepper/Moss combinations
The thing to avoid got a lesson in that
So, yo, practice restraint and find a blessing in that, or vice verse
To ponder on the meaning of a tight verse
Perception advances, your world expand
Make me wanna cop the plane, open up a library
Travel the world, and build with my siblings
As we gather the team, I tend to catch feelings
Serious with emotions, so don't play with mine
Touch one in my clique, whole clique gon' ride in a Jihad
No need to get into specifics, we gotta handle business
And time keeps ticking, we livid
Man's only good as he can be
But if practice makes perfect, he really don't deserve it til it's time to receive
It's time to receive, so we bleed and believe
Faith without works is dead
And I'm used to just laying in the bed 'til I get hungry
I got the munchies, so I rounded my crew for a quick briefing
At the meeting, I frankly stated: "Yo, I stick to what I know"
And I know it's plenty college money out there
We should be getting this shit, let's make a list of events
Leave the planning up to me, and the rest to PG
If we stick to the script, we can get a percent
Plus I'm bout to cop this Cannon Dolor' while planning the tour
Mortalizing events as I'm scanning the tour
Always thinking of the family, of course
I'm tryna get this dough to put food where there was famine before
In the land of the law, but opportunity lies in bending and breaking
So fuck giving, we taking
'Cos we living with Satan, them mental prisoners hate us
Hell's Angels, what they wouldn't give to trade places
You see me stressed? That just make my focus greater
Hoping that in time we can all shine
I'm so relaxed and focused
Talking the streets with my actions
Speak with glances, to my mans and 'em
Synchronised swimmers, big fishes
Hungry gorillas in this concrete jungle gone bananas
Fighting for life and rights in the same panic
To reach the lifeline, we lunch flexible like unemployed schedules
Running rebels, breaking the Matrix
No passion or patience for fakeness
I see pixels when I look at agents
Space between me and my goal hazardous is gamma radiation
'Less we making Culpepper/Moss combinations
The thing to avoid got a lesson in that
So, yo, practice restraint and find a blessing in that, or vice verse
To ponder on the meaning of a tight verse
Perception advances, your world expand
Make me wanna cop the plane, open up a library
Travel the world, and build with my siblings
As we gather the team, I tend to catch feelings
Serious with emotions, so don't play with mine
Touch one in my clique, whole clique gon' ride in a Jihad
No need to get into specifics, we gotta handle business
And time keeps ticking, we livid
Man's only good as he can be
But if practice makes perfect, he really don't deserve it til it's time to receive
It's time to receive, so we bleed and believe
Faith without works is dead
And I'm used to just laying in the bed 'til I get hungry
I got the munchies, so I rounded my crew for a quick briefing
At the meeting, I frankly stated: "Yo, I stick to what I know"
And I know it's plenty college money out there
We should be getting this shit, let's make a list of events
Leave the planning up to me, and the rest to PG
If we stick to the script, we can get a percent
Plus I'm bout to cop this Cannon Dolor' while planning the tour
Mortalizing events as I'm scanning the tour
Always thinking of the family, of course
I'm tryna get this dough to put food where there was famine before
In the land of the law, but opportunity lies in bending and breaking
So fuck giving, we taking
'Cos we living with Satan, them mental prisoners hate us
Hell's Angels, what they wouldn't give to trade places
You see me stressed? That just make my focus greater
Hoping that in time we can all shine
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