Muffled Lyrical Knowledge

By Isaiah G

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[Intro]

Yo, I ain't even clear my throat on this one, alright, alright


[Verse]

Aye yo mass man we back again

This a track for men with bars packaging

Like a factory, and after me, im off to my home

Cause you never really see me like an ostrich in Rome

We got the soul track kicking, like some holy black women

In the church, and we purchase the low fat dinner

Hope you got it in the midst, cuz we just vibing and mobbing

Like we too deep, but we be flossing at the dentist like rodman

Fingers throbbing from the pain I unleash on beats

Pray at least a week, officer reese’s piece up in pocket

I drop it, like a video vixen

When my city went missing, I had plenty pretension

Then my, heart got arrested for a felony, melodies of my ebony remedies

Had me cocking the weaponry

That was heavily protecting me, I be too mean

Spitting bible verses, got them John 3:16’s, up in my rhyme book

Crime took, over and, older men

Started biting younger niggas like they a Doberman

Fold or win, that’s ya two choices in life

A bad chick or rachet, two choices in wife

Choose the better one, been there and done it like a veteran

Not doing my alphabets but still rocking a letterman, never run

From the challengers that’s in a challenger

Off topic, but my food seasoned like some calendars

Ugh, alright, yo I might, spit tonite

But im flight in the right state of mind, like a white

Man, im underground or water like a triton

I hold the weight of knowledge like a fucking mic stand

I’m icing out, and copping the chains

Cause they cover up the fact that all the cops gots me chained

Up in the mental, I tell myself my body is a temple

Then I remain sinful to the jews while I’m gentle

Went to, a show, rocked it on for days, but only for the daze

Got puzzled just like a maze

And then the cops try to taze the tasmananian devil

Yes I’m a rebel, throwing roses, got that pedal to the medal

Then I meddle, with my madness and I’m steady getting stressed

And like public school league I know a nigga is depressed

Yes, I’m on the southside with Howard and Grambling

Ignorant youth that’s spitting these conscious ramblings