Black Thought - Conception lyrics

[Chorus: Reek Ruffin] Where I go, where I go from here? Oh I, no I, could be nowhere And trust that all that money's good for nothin' if you scared Singin', yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Black Thought] Look I am no fashion model but I got fresh for photographers The camo coat had the collar up 'Cause my emotions was bottled up And though the ocean did not erupt It turned up till it's loud enough To just make somethin' out of us Pa** the shadow of a doubt in us Godly, geometry and calculus That I can move any mountain with A n***a gotta be an alchemist Tryna create another avenue of revenue Or several 'cause I'm in love with havin' you Security is just a whole 'nother animal I can't a**ume Xanadu had a panic room I wish the man in the moon had a manual And gratitude for the wishes I've granted you A lifetime, finally I'm understandin' you The lifelines that delines in a hand or two And how it's difficult to undo the damage you've done Once the codes run under scanner too So if you capture the flame and it's painful You just charge that to the game 'Cause it's shameful to just fall back and complain That you fractured the laws of attraction again Focus on the more pa**ionate plane No conception's immaculate, man [Chorus: Reek Ruffin] Where I go, where I go from here? Oh I, no I, could be nowhere And trust that all that money's good for nothin' if you scared Singin', yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Black Thought] Once again to the well, I went While the soul man screamed bloody hell out then I'm trying to decode the meaning of the spell I'm in And I don't even know what f**ing hotel I'm in I checked in as the monarch of mel-a-nin The el-a-phant, my body is a shell I'm in Piecin' myself together, teachin' myself to never Let one loss divorce my devel-op-ment Reminds me of ego trippin' like Nikki Giovanni Wishin' the system might deliver me a body Cum laude, the rug on the floor was from Saudi The message I'd hung on the door was unrowdy No dowry, the price of it all was one calorie Now we the last fly house on The Bowery Human traffickin', moving Africans Still rapping with fantasies, fill the bracket in And if you capture the flame, and it's painful Then just charge that to the game 'Cause it's shameful to just fall back and complain That you fractured the laws of attraction, again Focus on a more pa**ionate plane Estimate a more accurate frame Of time, a frame of mind attached to the sane No conception's immaculate man [Chorus: Reek Ruffin] Where I go, where I go from here? Oh I, no I, could be nowhere And trust that all that money's good for nothin' if you scared Singin', yeah, yeah