[Sample: Nina Simone]
Breaking rocks out here on a chain gang
Breaking rocks, serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on a chain gang
Working, but I still got so
Far to go
[Verse 1: Masai Bey]
Aging at the edge of an ageless void
Too old to be young and too young to be old
Or young enough to be paranoid
I'm just flowing with the waves to stay afloat
Paddling on a board while praying for a boat
And some rope but I'll settle for a mic cord
Center of the seesaw, mamma told me I was very wealthy
Depending on your definition of rich and the way you see poor
I'm a Father and still a Sun
On the middle of the road bopping like I got no place to go
And some place to come
Positive warns me of the deceptions of negative
Negative is trying to convince me to believe positive is a sedative
I pondered this and learned that they both are relative to life on Earth
And sometimes feels like a repetitive burn
Ashes to ashes held captive in the urn
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
The ink embroidered, black exploited, crackers bought it
Crack was boiling, niggas balling, clientele calling
My Excel fishtail like a dolphin, instead of talking
Money's corporate, progress forward, bunnies is gorgeous
Picture me selling 20's on some '94 shit
Cutting dummies on porcelain, all my jewelry is frosted
Pigs is on corners more often, I'm feeling exhausted
I pray my sins don't fall upon my offspring
Grown-man pants, wallets and ID's
Health insurance policies, Wallabees and collard greens
Eating right, these the finer things in life
I see your ring in the light, everything that bling ain't ice
Niggas think that they nice, scat-rapping in tights
That math isn't right, this is rapper's delight
Now I'm through packaging white, rap with the passion of Christ
Don't get the facts half-right, yeah
Breaking rocks out here on a chain gang
Breaking rocks, serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on a chain gang
Working, but I still got so
Far to go
[Verse 1: Masai Bey]
Aging at the edge of an ageless void
Too old to be young and too young to be old
Or young enough to be paranoid
I'm just flowing with the waves to stay afloat
Paddling on a board while praying for a boat
And some rope but I'll settle for a mic cord
Center of the seesaw, mamma told me I was very wealthy
Depending on your definition of rich and the way you see poor
I'm a Father and still a Sun
On the middle of the road bopping like I got no place to go
And some place to come
Positive warns me of the deceptions of negative
Negative is trying to convince me to believe positive is a sedative
I pondered this and learned that they both are relative to life on Earth
And sometimes feels like a repetitive burn
Ashes to ashes held captive in the urn
[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]
The ink embroidered, black exploited, crackers bought it
Crack was boiling, niggas balling, clientele calling
My Excel fishtail like a dolphin, instead of talking
Money's corporate, progress forward, bunnies is gorgeous
Picture me selling 20's on some '94 shit
Cutting dummies on porcelain, all my jewelry is frosted
Pigs is on corners more often, I'm feeling exhausted
I pray my sins don't fall upon my offspring
Grown-man pants, wallets and ID's
Health insurance policies, Wallabees and collard greens
Eating right, these the finer things in life
I see your ring in the light, everything that bling ain't ice
Niggas think that they nice, scat-rapping in tights
That math isn't right, this is rapper's delight
Now I'm through packaging white, rap with the passion of Christ
Don't get the facts half-right, yeah
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