Safehouse - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yuh

I got money on your books, we got money on your bail

Big bread, tax on your head, hell no we not for sale

Scales be weighted, affidavits artificially flavored

Walkin' razors, devil's brazen, bless the striver scrapers

Tracers, know it in the eye, dug all through the data

How many more solid cases to reparations?

Praise be those who ran before me

That's real blood on the score sheet

Real labor, shout they names, some stay prayed up

Tell me what it take to get you through

How I strike a nerve from both poles through which I'm fused

Blues people, I'm behooved, we at capacity for drones on doom

Safehouse (Safehouse)

I can close my eyes

I can rest my back

There's wholeness here

I got money on your books, we got money on your bail

Big bread, tax on your head, hell no, we not for sale

Pushin' through a paradigm with vision into privilege

I'm black satellite, patterns flashin', move of my volition

A luxury of stillness, for wellness of our children

And just because you have the force on deck

Doesn't mean that you should wield it

Tension, tension, tension, tension

I can close my eyes

I can rest my back

There's wholeness here

Safehouse, safehouse, safehouse, safehouse

I can close my eyes

I can rest my back

There's wholeness here

Safehouse, safehouse, safehouse, safehouse

Safehouse, safehouse, safehouse