ELZhi - Pros and Cons lyrics

Yeah, this goes out to my peoples off Conan
To my peoples on Joy Road, Evergreen, Clinton
All my peoples, ayy get it right, ayy
The Lord knows we stood

My guys, pros and cons to this shit
Take it from the prolific
Who's proficient with the pen, let's begin
Or shall I proceed?
To jot down what's profound
I pray you don't acquire beef, but
Get your protein 'Cause it's important
I know some promoted propensity for violence
That propel into projectiles
'causing moments of silence
For something blown out of proportion
Like propane
Do you provide our prescription promethazine
To proliferate your provolone
Or is it cocaine?
Don't wanna see you catch a charge


Like a proton and, get probation from a
Hustle that is profane
Like, the provocative lifestyle
Of a protagonist
That follow procedure to protocol
Off a project produced by Yours Truly
I would rather you be a protégé
And see in a different perspective when
Things don't go your way
Ever read up on gang culture?
Our people were provoked to
Stick together for protection
From those who hate that we
Were born to procreate
My views are in between folks
Who protested the election
And the pro-black self-proclaimed
Freedom fighters that lick the shot after
Prohibition towards aggressors
That created programs for the
Kids who's now professors
Who otherwise wouldn't be prone to make
It out on they own but, I'm not prophetic
I just propose that you stay proactive
It's not productive to procrastinate
'Cause it can prolong or prevent progression
Makin' it hard to obtain what
You see as a profession
Or stab your dreams in the
Back with the knife protrudin'
And be the one pronounced
Dead from another shootin'
There's pros and cons to this shit
Yeah, there's pros and cons to this shit

Test of time so, dry your eyes (yeah)
Into a paradise (Paradise) inside (Inside)
The Lord knows we stood the test of time
(Stood) so, dry your eyes (Dry your eyes)
Into a paradise (Paradise) inside (Inside)
The Lord knows we stood the test of time
So, dry your eyes (Dry your eyes)
Into a paradise (Paradise) inside (Inside)
The Lord knows we stood the

I write a rhyme without a concept of time
Flyin' by, like a concord
They put my name in the conversation
That's the continuity of confirmation
And constant unity to conjure usually
Build a congregation
Con artist, keep your contract
I'm too confident to ever contemplate
On givin' into what you conspire
'cause y'all got some contacts
I am the best
Be my guest to take that out of context
Especially if your content centers
Around your heater burstin'
And contrast subconscious
But on the contrary
Even the conscious can eat a person
That's mean-spirited, like The Conjuring
I'll handle that like Constantine
I'll make a concave out of a condominium
I'm conquering harder than the conquistador
In a conquest before convoys seizes war
That was nasty
There's no contraceptives contracting
Diseases or constipated feces, sure
It's no contest
And I don't think you want a confrontation
What's fire to this brainstorming
Rain forming condensation
On the concrete from out the constellation
There's no consolation prize for you guys
Just this consultation
To you, condescending
Walking contradictions, kiss the Converse
(Mwah)
Every time someone's convicted over commerce
(Woah) for not keeping they
Controversial lifestyle confidential
They confiscated consolidated contraband
(Damn) though, they were facin' consequences
How they were treated was
Unconstitutional by the congressman
The courts held 'em in contempt
Was not exempt to exile
If that's your contribution
There's pros and cons to this shit
Paradise inside well