feat. Evelyn Champagne
Verse I
(It’s been a) long time coming, hundred miles still runnin’
Constant grind to make the talent match the acumen and cunning
Neef got me on the bar, bout my fitness and the self defense
Cleary identify forces that we fight against (Cokely)
Who want the oil under water Jesus was walkin’ on
Keep beef with pigs like Israel and Lebanon
They say, “Truth you sounding different on the beats you talkin’ on.”
I’m tryna get my “Like, Water for Chocolate” on!
Success in the end that what my sights set upon
an AK clip gettin' fed into a megaphone
Coming from a place where self-worth minimal
Police run roughshod and Black Skin Criminal
Situation critical, tired of hearing it?,
'til. Everybody get it then, keep tweet sharing it
To make quality synonymous with my name
I Rock mics, cash checks, add balance to the game
Evelyn on the hook:
Oh Oh Oh…Oh Oh Oh Oh…
Verse II
Fin-ally, like Cece Peniston, excelling in the discipline
Gave this music to the world, now thousands are listening
(If you) think you hear the last of this nola-trinidadian
Then I have news for allyuh like the Sunday Mornin' Guardian
Normal Attitude, but not the average dude
Guerrilla outlook…strive to grow my own food
Community, rap and fam, how you managing that
It’s a well-choreographed balancing act
Sincere thanx to my queen for not lettin’ me slack
Giving birth to my daughters and havin my back
Progressive Lifestyle that reflect in the rap
Peace and Knowledge add a Cipher, man I love being Black
If I didn’t do it justice I would stop give it back
Sub-stance the game lack, I add balance w/a track
(brrrraaaP)
To make quality synonymous with my name
I Rock mics, cash checks, add balance to the game
Verse III
Cats here blast on pigs, part of the urban lore
That’s real talk, but Black youth gettin’ murdered more
Sayin’ “bout dat” and words you never heard before
African linguistics broke the French like Toussaint L’Ouverture
Chillin’ where debit cards don’t pump past 60
Controlling this raging spirit like my name Bixby
Bill, for the love I admit but still
Think I’mma rap for free c’mon bitch get real!
Anti -Buck dancin’, non-shuck jiving
With these lyrics I’m striving for an uprising
(Why?) Because the efforts of officials ain’t applaudable dude
Living wage, good schools, and fresh affordable food
Outta reach, purged voter rolls, population whitewashed
scrapin’ for low wages so we ain’t livin’ with lights off
To make quality synonymous with my name
I Rock mics, cash checks, add balance to the game

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