Armand Hammer, Pink Siifu - Bitter Cassava lyrics

Lord help me I feel like the RZA
Like, this what I get for helping you niggas?
Before the game start you rig it
Right before my part they pulled blickas
Niggas predictable
They go left but can't finish
Sheetrock thin,  neighbors in my business
Annie Lennox, Al Green penance
I'm a black hole, I'm a light bender
Water cold I’m a night swimmer
One baobab in the desert
Fire woods for the peasant
Poach the king’s pheasant
Roast over open coals, no kitchen
Piles of cracked chicken bones
The neighbor goat missing
Ochre out the throat where
The blade kissed him
Entrails spilt, there was never a vision
There was never nothing in 'em
The sky was indifferent
The ground hold bitter cassava
They lie 'bout the loaves and the fishes
But not that road to perdition, woo

You ain't never had it in front of your face
Lies told
You don't know how that cornbread taste
Shit old, I ain't got another hand to waste
Big biz
Still digging like I know I ain't saved
Been 'round the way, in the hood I'm good
I'm around the way, walking fade, bittersweet

Teaching my kid to throw the peace sign
Thumb god double dare green slime
Run for it, run for it, come
Through, big chief, him bad, kung fu
Undo, plum fool, I been dumbing out
Bet it on the house, wiretapping my style
Yeah, I been at it for a while
Y'all been holding out, then
Pop up unannounced, pounce
I wake to a jet beauty in a weave bonnet
Boil blending oil to please our scalp
Just a drip of each, I keep moving east
Rising up out of reach
Unacknowledged and I'm in need
Please don’t call me king, no
We can't have all the things
Terabyte, gigabyte, niggas bite
I heard ass taste better in the summertime
Split her thigh
Thunder in the sky rolling wide
Spun a vibe that didn’t feel like
You were running for time or from it
Fireflies in the jar
Poke a hole so I can breathe
Steez hard to earn get up off your knee
See, I'm not the one to lean on
I'll give you what you need

You ain't never had it in front of your face
Lies told
You don’t know how that cornbread taste
Shit old, I ain’t got another hand to waste
Deep end
Still digging like I know I ain’t saved
Been 'round the way, in the hood I'm good
I'm around the way, in the hood I'm good
I'm around the way, in the hood I'm good
I'm around the way, in the hood I'm good
I'm around the way, bittersweet