Q&A's x Demons In My Demeanour

[Morgan Freeman Skit] [Intro] It's the Young Prodigy Aka, Young Prophet Aka, suck my dick.. *laughs* [Verse 1] Rather be lonely If it was cool to be phoney Yet still you don't ever phone me But fuck that shit 'cos you know me My demons eating me wholly And I can't deal with it solely They told me just the smoke the pain away I just think that they sold me We run the jungle the Kony My 90s babies so Sony All my working niggas don't to speak the pepperoni That's just some behaviour my people have always showed me Ain't a gang banging nigga, my true colours my only Boy I, wish for omission from these evil conditions You pray for change and think you helped just 'cos you signed the petition You niggas trippin' Abiding by some shit you don't believe in Until I get my paper up then I'll be leavin' Staring in the face of manhood I never planned good And time don't stop so I handle it as a man should Save my place while I say my grace 'Cos if I make it I know that I probably saved my face [Break] I probably saved my face (x2) Gotta say my grace 'Cos if I make it I know that I probably saved my face You're now listening to... The motherfuckin' future *laughs* [Verse 2] Lost in the matrix Not content with the basics But still we keep the basis I ain't fond of new faces All my niggas chasers Said our dreams were audacious But still I see a future where all of us eating gracious Life put us through paces A couple colleagues be some undercover racists What if this weren't my day shift? They'd probably be up in the jury with their face stiff Picture that noose around my neck and watch 'em say lift This just some issues that be picking my mind And it's just adding to the fact I'm getting sick of this grind Worried 'bout war when u ignore the bomb that's ticking is time I smoke a cannon, kick a rhyme Fuck world terror I'm fine She hit the blunt now she divine Body, soul and her mind Now we can really intertwine Girl them stars are aligned I'm into purp not red wine But some chocolate is fine The boy is, one of a kind Tell 'em get in the line They all impressed and I'll be honest I'm tryin' And, If I said it wasn't hard I'd be lyin' I, lack inspiration, recent times I gone cold So I, got on my Hip-Hop shit did I know Put my mind into drive Made a stop now its go Traffic jam towards freedom Also known as the doe Niggas don't work for the council but out here shovelling snow Cos only few can adapt, just how they want it to flow, oh [Outro] And that's word, that's word (x2) Murder For my 90's niggas Part 2 - Demons In My Demeanour [Verse] Feel the demons in my demeanour Want me to follow standard procedure Just another voice, add it to the noise I took a trip to the other side it's no greener I'm looking for lil' Madeline, have you seen her? I just wanna know how to hide from the Earth too 'Cos na, this ain't living, it's an arena Bet they wish I was terminated at birth too 'Cos we started from the top, then we fell here Now they work their very best to instil fear Got these kids slanging narcs, writing rap songs Kill their own best friend because their stacks long Then smile at his mama, wish her all the best Smoke another sack, take it to the chest Another nigga on the news, glad it ain't you 'Cos you ain't tryna be like Wallace when the game choose And you ain't tryna be like Trey, when them niggas prey On one of your brothers, who they tryna play? Rules of a man, not a hood nigga But is that the very problem? Yeah it would figure Just another kid exposed to the dark side Where you lend a hand and get a shark bite No cure, no cause, rolling in the deep You're favourite rapper told you "You should never sleep" So fuck it lil' nigga, do what you been told And don't try and pass the blame, 'cos we in the fold There's war in the West, war in the East Hard drugs, good oil, man this shit's a feast Now everybody come together, let us say our grace Until the pastor shot the scientist up in the face Blood all on the kids, scriptures on the wall I wonder if my people were just built to fall That's all [Outro]