[Intro]
[Verse 1: Dev Moss]
Watch me work
You wanna' stick to your guns? Toss my puns?
But hang to politician's words?
Be my guest, after life I import
Oakland homebody, but moves all across the board
I'm a little off, but that gets me off
Niggas looking at me like damn he's so lost
Taking in pictures of the cross...
Like that's human work?
Every classic, gotta' be preserved
Before it doesn't even show up on the surf--
Step on head, I'm Mystic Mac purse
Now who wanna' be known as one
Who gave their ear first?
Move closer
Protect your search (ah')
Thoughts come from left field or the test field
A lesson can't keep up with the interests
Sacrifice sheep for genesis to be on earth
[Hook]
Human... work?
Human... work?
Human... work?
HUMAN WORK?
[Verse 2]
Bless the missing child, I hope that you hear me now
And on third day, you hit up the lost and found
Reincarnated, choose your plot
Tell me young nigga, would you come back to your block?
Tell 'big man' to light fire to teachers
Cause the only thing waking us up is baristas
The first step, I fell as a 9th grader
I just get lost in my wallpapers
Every wack niggas' in the bucket
The non-articulate, I love it, I swear I'm not a hater
You got the rent? No cheap labor
Can push me away from the stage, we've heard these saviors
That saved me, from being in-spoken
When I set up shop, it shall remain open
No weapon that exists, can take me away
So press play, cause this is...
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I would...
Change the world if I could
But I can right?, I...
Think about it every damn night
I'm not a man, I don't stand right
I don't stay on top of shit, but my girl
I don't live life
I don't, I don't live life I drag it
This what you gotta' feel? To breathe out a classic?
Maybe I've put too many of y'all in my basket
And thought we'd replace each other
When I became drafted
I could rap to my Camry's blinker
Television static
But to fault, I'm a thinker, escaping Oakland's average
A vault I creep up, far from a palace
This other side of town couldn't rest the darkest baggage
I'm not my heart, get the fuck out of it
Mind come full circle, shoot your way around it
There's only one skin, I'd sink my teeth in
But life's script, still has pages that I'm bound to flip