Only person on these boards atm and I can't post a topic. So here's my bars. Put my life in these. Y'all gonna dig it and you don't even know it yet.
Remix to Terrorist Threats by Ab-Soul
Ba-babylon
Had em drawn
Burned to the ground
then its shadow spawned
never bite the flow, but, that shit was on
Seem ab-stract ideas gon’ free the pawns
Chris cox cut some snakes when he mowed the lawn
Turned around the same snakes told him move along
blatant paradigms.. snakes won’t spare a life, or think twice ‘fore they take a bite
out to conjure convicts just so they constrict their vice
the number caught or shot dependent on the jailers price
and my advice? telling you its time to splice, rise and chap’ron lies to light
stand-up-and-fight _ you gonna live on your knees or die on your feet,
times up for copping pleas, asking please _
all they ever do in return is scoff, cough, feed trough with dirty green
sitting round with soul and smoke 30 G’s,
fell asleep, then I woke up in a crazy dream
mind still enlightened 'spite all the hazy trees
trying to find a reason for it all I see is leaves
Masked in a dense fog blowing with the breeze
they all start falling screaming SOMEONE HELP US PLEASE
while the evergreens laugh cause they flourishing
the blind leaves scream louder KOBY HELP US PLEASE
use your mind, spread your message, you can set us free!
I spit some bars, breathed life, and then I decreed
The time was now, God give this forest peace
The fog cleared up, all the pain and strife was ceased
Old leaves fell slaves but new leaves grew free
Spoken word after verses
See it was all symbolic of the people we be
trees victims of the weather ever at its mercy
To their lives, the money, the dollars, the green, the king
ruling over their lives, making slaves out of all of our minds
The evergreen trees thrived the rest fight to survive
then Koby arrived, contrived bars on his inner Kendrick, soul and Jesus Christ
An everyday dog sparked a mindset that controlled the fog
No longer could the evergreens be playing God
the ground had become equal, system without a flaw
every tree can prosper, white or brown, fat or skinny short or tall
see this is how God sees us, don’t let the devil deceive ya
money nothing but paper,
lift enlightened up and see the dollar meet its maker
You welcome.
