Makaveli ’95

[Intro]
Eh, lawd
Knowledge
Get my motherfucking tone right in this bitch
Lawd, eh
Knowledge, where the fuck have you been?
Bitch I do the work of two men
No, it never ends
I just play the hand I was dealt
Shit, we had to get it by ourselves
Nigga, don't nobody help
Everybody watching from the side
They don't wanna see a youngun rise, they rather see a nigga die
Fuck it, let the hatred multiply
I said I've been ready from the jump
Now, can I tell you what I want?

[Verse 1]
Gimme some sense but a lot of it
'Til I'm mentally out of it
Folding under the pressure but let me fade away
Attributing all my abilities
I'm quick to allocate
Don't agitate my spirit
I'm temperamental and terrifying
Verify my legacy
Lyrically a legend
I'm a living legend, left for dead, before I had to honor them
I call it like I see it, redirect if I don't like it
Resurrect the realer feeling I rape and pillage
Like a viking, god damn!
I don't make excuses I just go and get it
I fortify the figure 'fore I put them in submission
And place myself in a position so we can achieve
Little have an guava juice and now look at the p's
It's magnifique, the masterpiece that we present to see
A surgeon seizure runs the peace of mind that you contain
I want the happiness that all these mother fuckers preach
I do relate, I hesitate to meditate with higher entities
I'm moderately incoherent
I sit in the crossfire spaced out
Boy, I think I lost my mind, I must've tried to buy the corridor
I ran around the corner
I had a color-coordinated hallucination
I'm seeing double then I stumble to another step
Give me a minute I ain't even close to finish yet
We dumb it down to be received by the incompetent
Lawd, eh

[Pre-Hook]
Let me take ya back to '09
Ain't nobody really give a fuck
Back and forth the work my stomach hurt cause I ain't ate in about a week
My nigga Imma need a motherfucking plate
Hop up in the whip man lets get high and ride
Take a trip and then prepare to see the other side
Screaming motherfuck 'em all until the day I die
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95

[Hook]
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row

[Verse 2]
They sentenced me to 25, threw me in a cell
And mentally I feel like I'm stuck in a living hell
I can't excel or elevate
Got a nigga stagnant
And stipulate the steady purpose
Execute my person
I execute efficiently
Then I make a decision
Explicitly spilling
My feelings I keep them far away
And homie I'm just trying to live, don't want to die today
So I get lost inside the beats it's like a hide away
But I just want to find my soul nigga how you do?
It's all praise on the most high, Hallelujah
Breathe like Woo-Saa
Do it bout a few times, woo child
All these other motherfuckers futile
Useless baby
Watch me step it up a level
Leave them all in disbelief
I lead, I never break a leg
Like I asked someone but then I gave up
Can't quit, came back like a junkie for another fix
I feel like I'm poking
Won't somebody please believe me?
How come every time I leave that's when they tell me that need me
Greedy people like "pretty please won't you appease us for the moment
Nigga, we could give a fuck about your pain
What the hell is hurt?
Don't you understand that your worth is not connected to your last hit?
Now make another one, quick! I need it fast, nigga
But don't do all the fast rap that back, nigga
And don't forget to say nigga about a million times
Keep your vocabulary as large as a grain of salt
Cause that's the only thing these stupid motherfuckers want
Don't show your skill
I need a melody and a catchy hook
You get me that and we can get a generation hooked
Tell them everything to do except for read a book
Then fabricate a faulty life you know you never lived"
Well if I'm tradin' influence with lots of ignorance
The future's fucking hopeless nigga
Don't nobody give a shit!
Lawd!

[Pre-Hook]
Let me take ya back to '09
Ain't nobody really give a fuck
Back and forth the work my stomach hurt cause I ain't ate in about a week
My nigga Imma need a motherfucking plate
Hop up in the whip man lets get high and ride
Take a trip and then prepare to see the other side
Screaming motherfuck 'em all until the day I die
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95

[Hook]
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95
Sign my name up on the dotted line
And put me on the row
Ho! Lawd!

[Outro]
Knowledge, where the fuck have you been?
Bitch I do the work of two men
No, it never ends
I just play the hand I was dealt
Shit, we had to get it by ourselves
Nigga, don't nobody help
Everybody watching from the side
They don't wanna see a youngun rise, they rather see a nigga die
Fuck it, let the hatred multiply
I said I've been ready from the jump
Lawd! Eh!
Knowledge!
Nigga!
Lawd!