Jikai Yokoku (Elevate)

[Verse 1: Speed on the Beat] I wish I could, delete your face, like spam in my inbox I cannot, so I guess I gotta head to my zen spot Cleanse my rocks until they're blinged out like diamonds Simon never said that we can call ourselves the ish, so stop! With all of the lying, and bragging bout what you don't got Considering back in the day, you were running from Your ass was out of time, like the days of the wrist watch Leaning to the side, like a nigga's name was 2Pac (no offense) I know you wish you were shot, that way you'd have some hip-hop Credentials, or a ghetto pass, see Come around with that, i'll treat heads like lettuce, b I don't believe you, like blacks when they say they're part cherokee You're tryna make a scene, and I won't let you, I'll crush your only dream Cause, B, you need not be, another casualty To the mindset that the world has imprinted on your (jeans) That pattern's ug-a-ly... [Verse 2: Speed on the Beat] It's a blur, my time on this earth I'm the gift that delivers a curse I speak flames to cool the world I text Becky to work with my girl (Dezeray too, sorry Kel) I preach lies to deliver the truth I see blind to peer through you I get money to remain without loot I sing the blues to get in happy moods In other words, I killed you to rebirth your life You sleep with whores and call them your wife You steal from me to steal yourself You shun my word to feed yourself You believe in god just to say you do You deface your body and say that you're pure You act as if you're not a hypocrite But we all know that they tend to contradict, but elevate! Elevate