Nameless Freestyle

Another day, another dollar, Where’s my change? Another promise from Obama, where's my change? So don’t be shocked when folks try and numb the hurt and pain Insert their veins, help in-vain and turn to Kurt Cobain Funny, it works the same from the ghetto to the burbs White, spic, black, and yellow high off syrup or that herb They trying to get they fucked up minds off the debt they in One day they obsessed with men, the next day they straight lesbian Ma, I feel your stress, I know it left your mental ill It’s funny how that doctor quickly recommended pills What I said is real Question: How can Bless appeal To a broader audience who don’t care for the better skills? But maybe one day the scale’ll tilt my way Too many cheat to win like Belichick with Spygate I spit the tears from the ghetto of every dry face Welcome to the capitol of the suffering’s mind state Plot on my plate? No, I stood in line, ace Patience pays off, but it ain’t compensate for my wait See in a year what I build, now you getting ill Come on, now tell me how it feels Got a ride-or-die by my side with rebellious zeal Others had to wine and dine her, she be prepping me meals She kept begging for shoes, I said no bread, so just chill She still brained me up, dog — she’s head over heels Know what it’s like to work the streets for like a couple of weeks Trying to build up them custy’s to smuggle weed cause you’re up shit’s creek Hungry with no grub to eat Wishing it ends suddenly Holding hands on a date while misery’s your company They try to keep us in check Keeping our checks, tax us and bail — these leeches leaves us depressed This is as steep as it gets, my peoples deep in some debt They all pray for the green now, like Tebow does for the Jets You see, I’m wide awaken and to train me, you need a lion tamer The one-man Wu-Tang, triumph designed for the rhyming tracers My lines are made up of Einstein data, visions of Mayan painters The Contra flame gun, and facts science favors Sell my soul and mind to majors? Now, that’ll be the day Tyler the Creator Says that God’s his guider and his savior I am waving hi to haters While these lights around me like I'm riding 'round in Vegas Eye it from the highest to the nader like.. [Outro] I see it all It’s 5:30 in the morning Zone out Fuck Geraldo Fuck Geraldo Rock them hoodies It’s 5:30 in the morning, why the fuck am I up?