Rare Poise

By Defari

On Rare Poise

Released on October 27, 2017

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[Dialogue from The Mack: Goldie & (kid)]

(I wanna be like you, Goldie)

Hey, look here, I told you about that (Yes)

I don't ever wanna hear you saying that again (Okay)

And that goes for the rest of you

You wanna be my partner, I don't wanna hear you say that

Look here, you can be a lawyer, you can be a doctor

You can be anything you wanna be

But I don't ever wanna hear you say you wanna be like me, okay?

Now let me give you some of this money now 'cause I gotta get outta here

Be cool now, just be cool, baby

You've been staying in school, huh? (Yeah)

Okay, drop it, here, take care of that, and give that to your sister, hear?


[Verse 1]

I'm not him, or is next of kin

I'm me, a special blend

Yellow mack, a mellow cat

Pour my guests a nice glass of Gentle Jack

I never gave a fuck, they always loved a nigga

I broke a lotta hearts, you a mean nigga

Nah, I just dream bigger, seen the scene different

I mean, I had to give the world these izms

We've been so killer, ain't no secret

Rest in peace, my nigga Felix

Niggas weak and they can't see us, please believe this

I'm stock invested, city tested

Certified local legend

I've lost some friends

I walked away from a jobs, ran through a few broads

I push the Benz, ran through a few cars

Played on a few squads


[Chorus]

I'm not him, or his next of kin

I'm me, a special blend

Yellow mack, a mellow cat

Pour my guests a nice glass of Gentle Jack


[Verse 2]

I always show respect, they always loved a brother

Rare poise, focused like none other

I gave 'em hope for angels, lost from every angle

Give a fuck what he thought, that nigga is a stranger

I made him compromise, made him negotiate

Made him sit down and eat, grab my own plate

So I can have a steak, you know, a dividend

I mean, my life at stake, this one I'm livin' in

You niggas be off balance with some questionable talents

And act good ol' in the streets, you off balance, you a weirdo

I'm soul mixed with that, pop mixed with rap

I kept it calm on the hood when dude pulled a strap


[Chorus]

I'm not him, or his next of kin

I'm me, a special blend

Yellow mack, a mellow cat

Pour my guests a nice glass of Gentle Jack