PROXIMITY - Intellectual

Verse 1

Earth spins for a reason

Earth spins for way more than a season

A single revolution, that's all! To start a sequence

I need me a solution, that's all! To keep us breathing through this life

I'll tell you what I ain't right, babies being left cause she wanna spend the night

Best to stay in check but she bouncing on the pipe

Feel it down my backbone

Nothing ever last long

We was in a restaurant, she came in a dress

I pulled up in all black, she came through in red

Conversation start to blast off, I was so impressed

I'm used to have my back torn, niggas used to laugh on, now I got a grasp on slightly feel possessed

By this little bad broad, trying to dissect

Contemplating the attraction ,this could be a test

If I chose to get my mack on it could be my last straw but, I guess that's my type

An edge in her demeanor should be something to apprise

First she take you out for dinner then it's further from the light

Now do you have a clue? what you get into ?

Every-time I see her she be popping like a sprite

Might just take her to the cleaners cause she Filthy for a price

She gon serve you a subpoena, facing judgement outta spite

Now this ain't nothing new,this lady in the room is the devil baby

Chorus :

There's no joy in this world for a reason

Need a voice to be heard with no screaming

What you seeking, will leave you leaking

So niggas throw it up for nothing in the deep end

Like way up...

I ain't preaching but you gotta live for more than just the weekend

Life will throw you lemons, when you get em gotta squeeze em

Every color on the block in a prism

Verse 2:

...the reason being we coexist with indecent beings

The way I see it these niggas squeamish with no allegiance

They say I'm tweaking, I'm dope buy it don't try to lease it

The line we reaching is whoa higher than any zenith

Go build a resume? Or be arrested man

The choice is pointless we've been exploited by poverty

We come from starving and clenching they grumbling

Forced diets evoke riots, Yasin Bey

Cold showers with old towels, second hand

Still a blessed man with the confidence of a President

Ya'll present a dent, it's never real damage

Only present a hand when you can feel the object

A bottle obtains a thirst that is never quenched

Call me the current Apollo that's simply heaven sent

You can make it through everything that you don't address

As long you keep from the lil shawty that's in a dress