Fist of Pebbles

[Verse 1: City James]
Long awaited, still celebrating the times
When we was out getting pussy across our enemies lines
Sneaking on the buses, walking blocks, can’t tell us nothing
Parking lot we kept it thuggin
Heart as big as what was coming
Black and mile and 40 chugging
No big homies we had to answer to
If we ever had a problem
Then it was seeing what the hands would do
Can never get back those days and though we parted ways
We often think the same, cus how us niggas was raised
I’m always in debt, moved on but it's always respect
And if a nigga talk about you, then I’m still on they neck
Because, fuck the world and everything that it come with
A nigga tryna run shit, gonna have to come quick
Back against the wall, all my fears turn to yours
All my tears on the floor, all my peers turn to foes
From kicking down doors, the feeling is what I hoard
But the feeling is what I mourn, the reason why I’m torn

[Chorus: Kamal Wilson & Radamiz]
When it feel like the world
Like the world don’t give a fuck bout me
Fuck this world
When it feel like this world
Like this world don’t give a fuck bout me
Fuck this world
When it, when it feel like the, give a fuck bout me
Fuck this world

[Verse 2: Radamiz]
Unexpected wins give you nausea and allegories
VIP at the Jacob Javits for The Armory
The shows all sold out before the opening
Your hoes all burnt out, everybody calling themselves bosses
Everybody thinking everyone else is awful
The woke lack grace, so my 44 endorses all of you get inducted
Get a tuxedo, crocodile tears and a GoFundMe
Your jealousy fucks with me, you sound disgusting
You relics and luncheons to me, I’m feeling grumpy
Where’s the motherfucks the money, I don’t get uppity
I’m Upanishads, the fortune teller of stars
The psalm seller, song plethora, socratic and spawned
A fist of pebbles and dirt chunks to build a ladder to God
My dearest things offered on platters then the magic is formed
The longer way home is the safest, I don’t race, I evolve
We all pass one day but i’m stalling
We all cash out our chips one day
Grand babies ballin, I don’t say a word on Sundays
I ain’t say a word, you read my mind in one take
That bullshit for the birds, I'm seeing Ox’s & Eagles
I'm tapping pockets and Feng Shui’s
Nothing is pure evil
When we lack funds we say, fuck this world

[Chorus: Kamal Wilson & Dot Demo]
When it feel like the world
Like the world don’t give a fuck bout me
Fuck this world
The world don't give a fuck bout me, fuck this

[Verse 3: Dot Demo]
Just take a look through glass
Look at my past and then look at me now
Survivors guilt, the ill intent I allow, my lack of faith
Bullshitting ain’t gon' cut it
Late night testing my blade
Unjustified decision just so y’all remember my name
Still checking clocks and making wishes
Optimistic and vain, simple and...
Vital emotions heightened my focus lately
Night shift exhausted your doubt it motivates me
Type of devotion might come off way too hasty
Type of results that pays the bills but kills and stifles babies
Picture me carelessly placing trust while you try to snake me
Picture me living this life I live with my gun on safety
Picture me down bout regrets
Picture me coppin' a plea lil piece of my childish intent
Picture me down on my luck
Picture me blocking needs to push dreams to the farthest extent
Picture me carelessly placing stock in your problems again
Pictured me running outta love
Picture me holding down how I feel still depriving my pen
Picture me giving a fuck

[Chorus 2: Madwiz & Radamiz]
This world don't give a fuck about you
Feel like the world don't give a fuck bout us, fuck them
Or your crew and what you do

[Verse 4: Madwiz]
As I'm consolidating the motherfuckin' ranks of my militia
Discombobulated by the suckers they are not my niggas
The real pandemic is all my peoples inauthentic
So I burn down the whole house and murder every tenant rentin'
I lock shit down with bars just like yo last jailer
Fucking with wizard these bitches throw pussy in poly mailers
And ship it out like it’s the Panama Canal I’m bout
Four calendar pages from calling Trey and saying we made it
And y’all niggas can’t fade it
Pessimism a staple like Mavis I catch you flashing ya papers
I take it, one of one, the ace of aces
The phantom so I keep my face evasive, cause reputation will make or break ya
And now ya broken, in tears soakin'
Cause you was hopin', my version of justice was just jokin'
I feel mad remorse for mothers who lost they sons
Even though I be behind the gun
The wizard bitch, one

[Chorus: Kamal Wilson]
When it feel like the world
Like the world don’t give a fuck bout me
Fuck this world