3 Kube - Epiphany (Freestyle) lyrics

And It's really not the good day to be wishing me the worst luck Never know the value of the day until it get's dark Fact of the matter is, lemme say the best part The top is where the homie just be headed like I'm Ned Stark If you a bad a**, f** around'll have my n***a giving you the beats on these streets like Selecta Don't keep it Static though, your clothes can't deflect this If flows don't protect, stay close to the hecklers Less you get to listen, guess the dude is introspective Of how we really rose up from the lows and so they vexing Neglect for the glow, and all we've chosen over dough is overdosed on these flows So they slow to respect it, and foes won't expect us To keep it quiet, cuz they deeply bias when they did deny it's all perspective Bro, play your role stay awoke then detect that They never do the most until you're close to your exit The clocks ticking its more dissing involved in it I'm pure venom, Paul Malling em ,The blogs picking it, more bickering Involved when your thoughts is just caught lingering, a boss spilling war adrenaline More sk** in this, more real in this All these other rappers more feminine, Trayvon in this b**h Still I rep the hood, and I could die for the sh** In my other other life I'm shooting back and y'all Zimmerman PAUSE, I be illy with the egah, if you wanna see me blow, then put a millie on a n***a Boys be taking shots, hol' up trigger or Tequila? I'm just silly with the similes, that's seemingly my n***a Like a river, you would surely get to see Call me for a show, you would surely hear a fee I be, blessing the scene if you messing with me All my n***as really got is Smith and Wesson's on the team I just make it happen, let's not have a debate Never showed me loving, I'm not proud of the hate Give you props tomorrow but co*k blocking today It's not fallen in place, so Stop calling my name out These foes are there to test the one the spirit put the curse upon The feeling is forbidden, when I spit it know the rest will run Critics spreading rumor all around I guess to wreck the Don The Ghanaian rapping scene is what I run like I rep Tehran So for this tight sh**, I spit until my tongue's hurt And never fight around, your closest dawgs could even Mike Vick you And when the lights hit, what you find is fun searching Know you're not an icon 'til this industry does right click you Its Heavy chains got be flossing a bit I swear I seen some people popping artistes talking it slick The Self acclaimed hip hop head just be f**ing this sh** To know a bunch of other rappers hope the culture will shift And then they hating when you talk about it, hoping it would cause a ban Sorta like Baratheon, you should know that you just forced the hand Raising false alarms, then again I'm nonchalant How you wanna have a Kick at Jay when you not Solange And now you got me In a bit of rage And I'm a beast, they hella scared to take the lid off the cage And I ain't bitter I ain't been on the stage Take a minute check it out, you would see what I did on the tape With no deal, I'm dropping yet another EP with Braids But then I'm never one to shift the blame, risk the fame, list a name A brother from another mother, who knows I never thought the cracks to the window of your soul is how you miss the pain This generation generating the best The way am running out of breath, just lemme spell you the rest I'm so S-I-C-K that even C Real still be dreading what I'm getting from Dread