169 - Blackbox lyrics

My music and life's now restricted If not now when and if not then why My freedom for a line on my life on my pride Calculating time through this music Where this money gets conflicted With d** I'm prescripted My brothers crossed borders and districts We've been here and lived this Knife wounds and stitches Rivals and snitches Imma have to turn a witness to a victim In fact i don't even want this attention Imagine if i had a better source of direction The package that i manage looks longer than a sentence Only thing better than a cure is prevention Justice or vengeance Changed my intentions Case after case we all fought through depression No questions Life on my line for my dargs Whats yours is mine, whats mine is ours Whats yours is mine, whats mine is ours Whats yours is mine, whats mine is ours The age of 14 I was known as a nuisance First time i bust a donnie's face it gave me goosebumps 15 when i first encountered a trident Quoting that I had a right to remain silent Plead guilty, put my hands up How can i raise my arms when I'm strapped with a metal But it's handcuffs Painted up a picture but i barely touched a canvas Listen to my word play i express it in my standards Overstep your line and your fate's given Violate Dre I go straight prison For a scatty little spinner or a [?] Tryna score three points like Blake Griffin Expelled from school outlined like stencils Yes I ruled lines but i didn't use pencils 18 now and I'm swimming in the deep end My beef at this age will turn your whole team vegan I seen a head scene before and I see now Now I'm out of patience like I doctor that's senile Street code's ancient, pen no statement [?] press brown, the white's whipped like enslavement Thoughts I can't transcribe Swords like Shanghai Wrist keeps spinning, keeps whipping 'til its baptised Spun rap, spun grime [?] then it's spun mic Coke on my knuckle cos I punch lines I get the best start, press white, get it at the best price Face front page for a raid because I head lines Flashing head lights Intercept me at a red light Took a left twice, instead I should have took the next right But you need to understand I did it just to get by No [?] white on dot like website Age 17 I was locked for a dead line That's a pro teen inside cells like enzymes And luck's just a game for a blind man So I'm busy making dubstep like a white man Shots like Daniel's, 5 like blackjack Last guy wetter than his hat cos we sprang back Meanwhile, still tryna figure my predicament Music's now a choice and my voice is my instrument Villainous, money illegitimate They even have my brother locked up because they know he weren't innocent The life that I live all raised off poverty I'm tryna get bail and skip jail like monopoly True friends only get loyalty and honesty I'll run up to your spot and snap shots like photography I couldn't really find the terminology, my apology Now honestly should I put this faith into rap A lack of a direction, a taste of success and I'm constantly watching my back For my protection there's a dagger in my pants So I ever clock a shadow, if I ever feel a presence In possession of a weapon and i'm flipping out my shank Couldn't care if there if there was X-men I'm rolling with my Stanley Hopping out a taxi, running running laps like an athlete 3 bags tax free This light keeps flicking on my line so fast an epileptic I hit the spot with rocks then I cause an epidemic If I see feds then I leg it Treat fences like hurdles like Jessica Ennis Fences like hurdles like Jessica Ennis