Take a Moment

I take a moment to think then I continue on They say no one can really understand you 'til you're gone But how could they be positive The only thing we got in common is the rhymin' But in time I'll show you what a prophet is I'm walking through the streets at midnight Rolled L's looking like pinstripes As I pronounce lyrical insights And stretch your kid across the map Stand behind my lines like a quarterback Never make a living off distorted fact Recording tracks at how I translate to my fan base So they can understand and see my mental landscape They think they know a man's face No surprise 'cause they look you in their eyes But they judge you by your handshake Welcome to the times of the brand name Where they fertilize you with lies it's gonna burn when I fan flames I get depressed thinking things can't change I guess I could be wrong but I think it's real strange How we fetishize the fame make me shiver like touching cold metal on a chain To sensuous facts, some cats in the game barely have a tenuous grasp Saying they're the best but where the fuck's the evidence at? When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin' Quick to judge me (for real check it) Born alone die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin Quick to judge me (for real check it) The mic's my religion, the system is the devil's lasso (yo) I take a moment to breath and then I inhale Chem trails follow my flight, flyer than Denzel I take a minute to chill and then I work more It's worth more when you know exactly what you work for I take a second to consider the fact I keep consistently shitting on these niggas that rap Put my city on my back and my back at the wind Then put it on the back burner, back at it again Took a bit of a sabbatical, traveled another avenue And ended up, back in the trap I never traffic through Only take a second in the blood to get adapted to But fuck with the dominion in Virginia it's a wrap for you Really want power I can tell you about How you were either that nigga or you just Dwight Howard You really that nice or you sniffin' white powder My brother kept tellin' me I'm breakin' the mics I ain't really sayin nothin' maybe savin' a life And Awon keep telling me I'm takin it light I'm too nice when I spit it I should say it with spite They both right and I gotta take a minute to admit that To proceed politely to push in a niggas shit back Flow conversation on delivery is gift wrap Victimize the first nigga to spit a diss track Grandmama gave you that chain, get yo shit back When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin' Quick to judge me (for real check it) Born alone die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin' Quick to judge me (for real check it) The, the mic's my religion, the system is the devil's lasso