XVRHLDY, Saba, Noname - Black Alabaster lyrics

Carved into stone, that we make it known
Keep your cameras on 'cause tonight is
Gon'' be one of those
Carved into stone, that we make it known
Keep your cameras on 'cause tonight is
Gon' be one of those
Mother Nature, Father Time, Son of Mary
Feet so tired, Father God, can you spare me?
Meanwhile, I'm flicking ashes on the city
New memories, flicking ashes on the city
Hope you hear me

Rollercoasting is the theme
I'm parked and smokin'
Stolen doughnuts, gave 'em to the homeless
Am I bogus? Zay the one
I ain't for none and you can quote it
Ain't for none, bitch, ain't for none, bitch
You can quote it awfully often it seem
The men with the pigment will end
In a casket or prison asking what is it
Cash in your face, you make drastic decisions
Masking the feeling, as we
Joyride to the rhythms of the moon
Leave your bitter friend at home
If she got a attitude
Soul is sore, my soul is sore
Known to score, prone to score
What you think I'm chosen for, chosen for?
The nigga then gone overboard, I'm overboard
And picking apart social norms
To the rhythms of the moon
Leave that bitter bitch at home
If she got a attitude
Pull the wrong card, still gotta play that
Tryna go fish, but I gotta find a match
Offer 'em a deal, but I couldn't sign that
'Cause a nigga worth more than
A few hundred stacks where you at?
Don't get caught in the lights
You get caught at the light
Then you're left at the light
Make a left at the light
Make a left when it's right
I'm prepared for the lights
I'm the man, fuck with me, baby

Uh, hardships of a nigga livin' in the city
They shot Shorty up and left him like he 50
Mean-muggin', never smilin', never slippin'
See the cup as half full, it's never empty
Hope you hear me we was dreaming of a peanut
Butter cream colored Cutlass
Crop the lames out the pictures, see my pain
Niggas suffering
My nigga got a drum like a bucket, boy
Around the street, he a track star
And he be gettin' stoned since his pop left
Black Alabaster i was blessed to be out
But they still tried to bless me in
Twenty-five cents juice bottle on the Schwinn
We all been real since then
With the Cool Kids like ten now
Can someone tell my side of the
Story 'bout this side of town?
It's a sigh of relief if you make it out
You assigned to the street
When your mixtape out
Raise me around with the ratio
Where you makin' it out
There's not so much in your favor
Things ain't been the same since
My brother got raided
His evidence tainted, the picture unpainted
Picasso the way the block got
My mom got a bottle, that's why I don't sip
I learned as a toddler like Rallo
Done followed my calling
They had the whole colony out on they ship

Carved into stone, that we make it known
Keep your cameras on 'cause tonight is
Gon' be one of those
Carved into stone, that we make it known
Keep your cameras on 'cause tonight is
Gon' be one of those
Mother Nature, Father Time, Son of Mary
Feet so tired, Father God, can you spare me?
Meanwhile, I'm flicking ashes on the city

Thank you alright, let's get it, uh

Black comin' back like we best in the season
Your reason to turn up
Writin' my raps on the paper
The tree so clean when I burn
Up back in the woods should've been
Could've been free like Harriet
The chariot underground, raps so underground
Caught the Holy Ghost, holy smokes, six feet
Under the metaphor
Eleanor lookin' like a raven in night
Edgar Allen Poe on the page when I write
Or maybe that was Martin Luther
King for the people
Music black, but the money not equal
Sick of disparity
All of the charity we already gave
You done sold sold you to jazz
And the clothes and the lights and the Nikes
And the rights to the songs that we like
Money so green
Every nigga on the scene wanna be Kermit
Like, nigga, let me sip my
Tea, smoke my weed, write my songs
New memories, flicking ashes on
The city, making history, oh yeah

Carved into stone, that we make it known
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep your cameras on 'cause tonight is
Gon' be one of those
(One of those nights, one of those nights)
Carved into stone, that we make it known
(One of those nights)
Keep your cameras on 'cause tonight is
Gon' be one of those
Mother Nature, Father Time, Son of Mary
Feet so tired, Father God, can you spare me?
Meanwhile, I'm flicking ashes on the city
New memories, flicking ashes on the city
Hope you hear me