Save The Children - Joey Bada$$

It’s all a hidden history, and mysteries

I see vividly, hysteria

Cause misery on the interior

Shit gets more scarier, I’m never in fear

Just a little inferior in some areas

But I share, wisdom with Sumerian’s

Somewhere we in the place

Peace means harmony, not war and armory

But fuck that, cock your gun back

This survival of the fittest

Some cats get boxed in where they litter

These niggas don’t beez in the trap, they like beez in the track

Get smoked out and I ain’t talkin' bout what you toke out

You toked out for really thinkin' that this shit is a silly dream

When actually reality ain’t what it really seem

And I ain’t actin' on the scene, nigga’s scream

The actions ain’t screened, just well-schemed

I’m tryna' have wealth for my well-being

By eighteen, pockets healthy green

What the fuck is twelve beams?

I need the cake and cream

The stakes is high like fiends off a dream

Jet streaming having cuisine

With the best season since the vet season

Carry a vest, you know the reason

I’m in Chi-raq and I’m getting blown like the breezes

The chicken strip teasers

Thighs, legs and the breast part is the cleavage

She even lick it down to the bone marrow

She in love but I ain’t got a bow and arrow

I’m known to jack the booty like I’m Sparrow

They ain’t tryna' see me in the battle

The lines is too narrow

They couldn’t even outshine my shadow

They don’t want the beef nigga, let alone the cattle

They just living out the saddle, so sad though

Black in public, black democrats

Black educator, black entertainer

Black, black businessman, black people are rumbling

Save the chil

Okay, they sleeping on the crack, they overdose

Overdose on high fructose, rolling toast till I’m over-throat

And over-slowed, I been speakin' over tones

Low but keep them L’s high, legends live long

And we gon' be forever, this for the Era

They tried to tell us we too deep in the flow

The mo' the better, the mo' clever, et cetara, whatever

Why do they sweat us?

Dead us, they just met us, but they won’t forget us

They don’t know better than the worst case

I be headed for first place

Purchase they position cause' they worship oppositions

But I to had no pot to piss in, and so spot on in this instant

And they still ain’t got my decision, I won’t stand under no man

Except my high supplier, he got the fire, I got the lighter

I hit the spliff and this what I’m spittin'

Like it’s gas liquids that I’m drippin', pimpin'