UnknownTrack II - Intellectual

Sup, all the knowledge and wisdom is welcomed of your existence... but at the end of it all' it is all dust or soil, and I shall let it pass or earth its seeds depends on your frequency

(Verse)

I got my eyes on prize no more I 'am too high

But my servants do lie

They move serpents and I can't see due to the smoke maybe I'm too high

I caught wind when Hov had caught they're eye and poke it

Talk about how the prince was killed

Underhanded, underline theirs is undermined and it's a whole network build upon my rule oh my-my

I was playing fool

Uhmm' I best stand by word

No more remorse going back and forth

That's the end of the course

People say they want the most high but can't fathom the court

When its time for trail just to confess

Mentally heard what's next

Without me speaking how do all live so creepy

Yet do a bunch whole rebellious shit

Yet ain't tough to handle no good shit

Here's a trail quit smoking or I take back them lungs only to hear you say I need them what the fuck?

(Course)2X

You humans so backwards I should life tax yeh

-you create your own disasters

Play in the hands of the wicked masters

What is this I see a bunch of puppets

"oh Ima cut the cords"

You just bluffing

(Verse)

I see you very clear

Would you believe the one you call jesus is near

Staring at the stairs wondering how difficult it'll be to walk it

Man fuck all this talking

Gullible ones trip me out in the need to fight

The chains are tight

How many presidents

How many governments

How many lives bent

How much more mom why are we struggling

How much more dam not the homie

Too many times of "fuck that bitch"

Bruh you better stop that

You people better get shit right'

The knowledge is spread, no one of you have missed it

Yet if choose to ignore that's on you

Need to time digest it, I got you

But everybody else fuck you

You best pull up on game

Or quickly you'll be slain

Time is ticking time is running out but this shit

Crazy

Stir crazy even with how blunt my words is you won't get it me you'll just fade me...

It's easier to disappear and be misunderstood

Than it is to make music and be heard understood

I'm just trying to warn you but maybe when I wrote this