Modern Man

[Produced by Infamous] [Verse 1] Sole down on the coldest pavement Hear the music and I'm coming out to face it In the place where they may get face lifts Instead of trying to get a bit of entertainment Walk a thin line on an incline All above a little bit of sentimental circus And we thought this what we were owed I think these motherfuckers maybe getting nervous I'm on some take what's mine In your face for the dime like an eighth of the time Wait faithfully primed Get a place and a time shit I been casing your grind You ain't even really seen and running with the coldest The JD in my bloodstream knows it You all crooked and your whole team shows it We break crews like you for the focus This is a message for all of those trying to hold me back Beware when the kid got an open jack Get ya back up in another sunny col de sac They say he's humble but don't ever tease the lion Cuz you may wake a sleeping giant right around his feeding time [Hook] I can't sleep good While these crabs are in this bucket And they all are trying to keep us down Up in this motherfucker I can't eat good When there's poison in my food Cause they preserve the day it's due So we can get it tasting new I can't speak good Because I'm raised to just behave Instead of go and seize the day They told me learn to be a slave I can't sleep good, eat good, speak good Tell me now what's a modern man to do? I can't sleep good I can't eat good I can't speak good What's a modern man to do? [Verse 2] In the middle of a seance with the same song I been laid off for the paper Get him up and lay walls cause the hate falls Right away on to your neighbors Enemies are closer and approach ya with the potent Dose of don't ya need a donor I'm good bro and the loaner You can keep it with it's shitty little owner own up I'm on some take what's yours Gimme bass in the core with a taste of the war It was safer before when we wade to the shore Just to get another fate from The Lord I be running round and trying to figure out the cycle With a bit of bullshit an a rifle When I spit an pull shit get an eyeful This strange mans not a god damn idol You been so busy just chasing the dream that they sold you quick Bend over back up and just slowly drift On top of that pack of exploding dicks They say us passive will get fucked along the line But you may only get the time to take one breath before you're mine [Hook]