I was born in the year of this country's last recorded lynching My question is, who stopped recording? The great deceiver, name names, sun of the morning, I'm drawn in Hauntological sloop, spook you out your Yeezy Boost Fuck that, how long we gotta wait 'til karma kick back? On that same old, same old, the root's not working, the root's not working But I'm still here to tell you so, life is for the living I'm the solution, I'm the condition, I'm a symptom, I'm a witness First instance seeing my soul above my bed hung suspended And I knew I could've left here, that's not a bad thing Slept on the wet wear, they say the hex here Nearer by and by, it's alright There be a certain sensitivity, niggas cast spells every day, B Rip the veil of mystery, wait, see, there's a history Twist the leaf, let the bush talk, flame-shaped pitchfork I'm no man of the cloth when the cannon went off Heaviest cross to carry, they say one of the four horsemen was Iraqi The people earn what they deserve You are the beast you worship, I rose up on the third Planetary purge, panic-prone paralysis, evacuate Raining chaos on your calculus, name a date I am not astounded, I am not surprised I am not astounded, I am not surprised I am not astounded, I am not surprised I am not astounded, I am not surprised There's a power in the locks, display the top, the cat piece Still laughing at the fake woke who told me it wasn't there, B Enough, handcuffing season is back, cousin Watch out for law lovers and keep your wrists buttered up And slick for the sly and the wicked No houses dropped on witches, no blind justice I wonder if Steve pondered the fuss over pet rocks and fidget spinners House niggas still get field dinners, serve Ironic like Orenthal James with scurvy That win ain't guard from the presence of rock legends, you are not worthy Darwinian pins destroy and rebuild, it's major keys So we clearing house for shipping CDs out COD Need a break? Take a knee Need a skank? Break a rib, word to G-O-D Open your lid, set it free I hope your mind don't find its way back before you rise and break free The road less traveled wasn't graveled for safety So when we move to plan Z, don't go tattle to jakes Please and thanks Cracks start to show, bleakest shadow I'm from the dirt, Roland Garros, that's rich For what it's worth, gon' need both those barrels, kid Nextel chirp, my ancestors: "You gon' need more than bows and arrows, you dig?" That's my word Can't say anymore, probably said too much This an open line, they retroactive with stuff But if it was me, I'd probably kill the chief Peace don't come cheap Jacob Zuma at the computer, still waters run deep The boa blends when he reach for the machine Sleight of hand just to rip the pockets out your jeans Mom's like "What the hell happened to those dungarees?" But enough about me Your intro's too long, you ain't Ghost and Rae Charly Wingate in jail, you can't just up and ride that wave It's like niggas skipped track nine on the Purple Tape Chris like "woods, you overlooking the fact they got beats for days" I had to concede, the beats was indeed flames Which only made it more of a shame