What Will It Take

What will it take?

Will I have to wait till I die for the rhymes
That I spent my whole life writin to shine?

Will the ones who slept on me start telling the lies?
We was friends, we was brothers, they respected my grind

Will it all make sense beyond percentages?
Will they do more than post some pictures?

Will they miss me, and mention me as a part of their story?
Will they party for a night then forgеt me by the start of the morning?

If I diе before I drop this record will they say
Ohbliv did his thing black was just ok

He shoulda wrote about gettin high, playin video games
Or them wise words that he usually say

Will they front like they loved me like they did my brother Freeze?
One of the main reasons what they say I don't believe

Since it seems, they only call black when they're in need
Of a spin or a show or the word on the street

Will the women that I know throw dirt on my name
Then complain I didn't spend time or go on dates

Then say I was the one, or maybe the two
And project their issues on whoever stuck in my shoes

Will the history I made get pushed to the side
Will the students that I taught push me to the back of their mind

I'm just sayin, I ain't here to waste time
And you wastin yours man if you sleepin on mine

What will it take?

I'm not the one for the cap I'm not the one for the rap
I tell my story in rhymes and that's that

May the usb glitch or the stream get flagged
If I ever bite another man style in fact

I'd rather chip my tooth, leave it just like that (no cap)
If I ever put word in your mouth its from a track

That I wrote my self so I quote myself
See I know myself so I owe myself, listen

Life is easy till there's work to be done
But you can't walk the path with a mouth that run

And since it has go down let it be like sun
Its hard not to throw shade when you shine like one