Nameless Freestyle

Another day, another dollar, Where’s my change?
Another promise from Obama, where's my change?
So don’t be shocked when folks try and numb the hurt and pain
Insert their veins, help in-vain and turn to Kurt Cobain
Funny, it works the same from the ghetto to the burbs
White, spic, black, and yellow high off syrup or that herb
They trying to get they fucked up minds off the debt they in
One day they obsessed with men, the next day they straight lesbian
Ma, I feel your stress, I know it left your mental ill
It’s funny how that doctor quickly recommended pills
What I said is real
Question: How can Bless appeal
To a broader audience who don’t care for the better skills?
But maybe one day the scale’ll tilt my way
Too many cheat to win like Belichick with Spygate
I spit the tears from the ghetto of every dry face
Welcome to the capitol of the suffering’s mind state
Plot on my plate? No, I stood in line, ace
Patience pays off, but it ain’t compensate for my wait
See in a year what I build, now you getting ill
Come on, now tell me how it feels
Got a ride-or-die by my side with rebellious zeal
Others had to wine and dine her, she be prepping me meals
She kept begging for shoes, I said no bread, so just chill
She still brained me up, dog — she’s head over heels
Know what it’s like to work the streets for like a couple of weeks
Trying to build up them custy’s to smuggle weed cause you’re up shit’s creek
Hungry with no grub to eat
Wishing it ends suddenly
Holding hands on a date while misery’s your company
They try to keep us in check
Keeping our checks, tax us and bail — these leeches leaves us depressed
This is as steep as it gets, my peoples deep in some debt
They all pray for the green now, like Tebow does for the Jets
You see, I’m wide awaken and to train me, you need a lion tamer
The one-man Wu-Tang, triumph designed for the rhyming tracers
My lines are made up of Einstein data, visions of Mayan painters
The Contra flame gun, and facts science favors
Sell my soul and mind to majors?
Now, that’ll be the day Tyler the Creator
Says that God’s his guider and his savior
I am waving hi to haters
While these lights around me like I'm riding 'round in Vegas
Eye it from the highest to the nader like..

[Outro]
I see it all
It’s 5:30 in the morning
Zone out
Fuck Geraldo
Fuck Geraldo
Rock them hoodies
It’s 5:30 in the morning, why the fuck am I up?