Black Thought - Twofifteen lyrics

"Hey dis c'est pas vrai, dis
Pince-moi, dis (Twofifteen)
C'est comme si je n'avais jamais dansé avant"

Yo, the big wheel keep turnin'
Like Ike's and Anna Mae's
The church kitchen hustlin'
Dinners every Saturday
Pull over, let me grab a plate
I tend to gravitate
Towards how fish dinners from
A styrofoam platter taste
My granddaddy sported plaid Donny Hathaways
Hustlin' for everything we had
'til he passed away
When I would ask him 'bout what path to take
He used to laugh and say
"No man is an island but I'm a castaway"
Casualties, I seen 'em like
The French Foreign Legion on the streets
They used to carry out bizarre procedures
In jean jackets and Jabbar Adidas
Back when local R&B was just
As soulful as orthopedics

Me and my man twistin' up
Some reefer and wishin'
We knew all the town hitmen and
The likes of Sam Christian
On the edge of existence, man, listen
Understand, respect and fear was
The all-American ambition
For badass kids in the laundromat
Foldin' a load well, lo and behold
A whole 'nother fork in the road
My wish for them is that
The truth is eventually told
Out on the corner
Where whatever you can sell is sold
I heard murder ran this vast, deserted land
Since back when Burning Man
Was blacks in Birmingham
Before the presidential election
Diversion scam matter fact
Before they clapped Franz Ferdinand
You gossip on Jay and Beyoncé
Or Kim and Kanye
But keep risin' to the top, what my mind say
Picture my daughter drinkin' water
Where the sign say, "For colored girls
" I ain't talkin' Ntozake Shange
Who said it’s Senegal? I was
A king in general rich in every resource
Precious metal and mineral
Before the devil entered the
Land of the plentiful
With that Jamaican funk
Gotta get it into who

For generations under God, indivisible
Psych ward patients, vampires in a interview
Become institutionalized, what a nigga do
But what we had to do to survive
None of them could do
Who the technical culprit? I don't
Mess with no vultures
I'm electrical voltage
Not the regular dosage
Too obsessive compulsive
I'm a fuckin' explosive
Mixed message in a bottle
I left with the postman
I'm that arachnophobia, black petroleum
Ceremoniously holy when at the podium
Even though it's hotter
Than weapons-grade plutonium
The people tryna check for the
Return of the Ichiban
Obi Wan, universe, you owe me one solid
My homie Gonzalez, only know gun violence
On the corner where they probably
On they 21 Savage
Catch two in your cabbage, Young Cesar Chavez
Division one, yo, wait a min'
Where we get our rhythm from?
Continuum, still swingin' like a pendulum
Here the women come
Sing it like Sarah Vaughan
Heard 9th up in a house from North Carilon'
Ain't no mannequin challenge
But y'all paralyzed
It's gettin' cold outside
A word from the wise
Y'all niggas better bundle up
But I bet it be a hotter summer
Not for nothin' yo, the cops get down
Especially when it come to us
Nigga better be a Rockefeller
Get that out your pocket fella, sang acapella
Ain't a damn thing really changed as
Far as I can tell it
Another soul with no name
The helicopters hunted

Look like a couple of days
Before the doctor comin'
But that's my little cousin, watch him for me
I think the world tryna sock it to me
It kinda feel like everything is
Out of pocket for me who keep it a hundred
When everything's partial?
Dignity and sanity is what the game cost you
Wake up to the paddles on your chest
We had lost you i'm just paintin' a picture
Like Kerry James Marshall
I'm just takin' a picture
Like Carrie Mae Weems
So smile and say cheese, we in 2018
In a pyramid scheme
Nightmares and day dreams
From the runaway slave to a modern day king

"Hey dis c'est pas vrai, dis pince-moi, dis
C'est comme si je n'avais jamais dansé avant"