MIKE, TAPHARI, Jadasea - Red Sox;babylon lyrics

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Word, uh, uh

On this pedestal I’m just tryna get off
Can’t nobody tell me what I did's soft
I been in it heavy, I’m the big dog
Yeah this shit's hard, my papa see me in all
Why they tryna treat me like the kid’s soft?
My team been out here winning
And your clique lost
Lots of chips gone ‘cause I
Hold the spliff long love to hate
But they can’t tell me what I did wrong
Another day of gifting niggas with the wisdom
When will bliss come?
On the wake, I can’t be sitting in the system
Perpetrators in the making for the victim
Of the victim

All these problems I’m just
Really tryna get off
Working for some hours, gave me red socks
Some things that I been thinking
Need to get off all these problems I’ve been
Really tryna get off
Walking for some miles, gave me red socks
Know I need to get off
All these problems I’m just
Really tryna get off
Walking for some miles, gave me red socks
Some things that I been thinking
Need to get off get off, need to get off
All these problems I’m just
Really tryna get off
Walking for some miles, gave me red socks
Some things that I been thinking
Need to get off get off, need to get off

Miss me with the cold case
I’m tryna stack these old faces
So taste bad and bad, thanks, I’m so grateful
Red pill, I’m out the matrix
It’s so dangerous
Smoked a zed, I’m on a spaceship
We going places
In and out, it’s like some phases
And we gon’ face it
Play the spades and hold the aces
I’m cold as glaciers
Hold it close to my location
I know they waiting know my fate
It need some changes if I’m gon’ make it
Wrote the book and ripped the
Pages before they take it
I stated I ain’t escaping
There's no debating
This is me, I mean, it’s blatant
No need for statements
Keep it vague when it’s vacant
I move with vagrants
We on the outside looking in
And the views are fading news in papers
Who’s to blame? We crucified for ages
Can’t cry
There’s no tears falling down our faces
Take the pain and made
Something out of nothing, man
It’s something we accustomed to
The customers keep coming
It’s consuming me, the scrutiny
The suffering
Guess I’m used to it, I lose my grip
It comes to all of nothing


Black power
I just live it 'cause I put in the work

Moving something for the sky
Moving friction off the ice
More cake in the slice
No more drama in my life
Moving healing for the pain
Durag for the waves cocoa butter on my face
Keepin' ashiness away
Less patience, getting cooked
Temptations overlooked
More chapters in my book
You versus the outlook
Less time for the shade
More dues already paid
New roof, after praise, new roof, after pain
What’s up? Never will I bend
Never will I fold
Never will I beg for someone to hold
Friends is getting old, bitches getting bored
Niggas getting soda popping off the bowl
Riptide, man he tired, he been washed up
Now my attitude is new ‘cause
I don’t trust no one
Always high, never cyph
Keep your laced blunt
I don’t fuck with you or a soul under the sun

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