Flying Lotus - Fall In Love lyrics

[Intro: Mike, The Emcee] Yo one, two,(3x) One, one two,(2x) Yo , Yeah , Don't Judge Me Don't Judge Me Don't Judge Me Don't...Don't Don't [Verse 1:] Not constantly stressin About my profession Who could've guessed that kid was a weapon Misses missed my conception , that's a miss misconception Y'all would blame it on the youth, when they shoot instead of tested My roots run deep I'm Sudanese No blues for me History bores me Still craving for the day the ladies adore me The name changes is brain banging I'm sure Seathing backwood out the back door with my back towards opponents This is rap war, Who you rap for? White rap owners or your homies Not an actor but I act like these lines would lead to bonuses Having hand outs for homeless men hoping that their next night isn't spent hungry Show a few components, viewed as gorgeous on this colorful a**ortment Still tugging mics until it's cordless My porch lit up a portrait of people k**ing each other Lit up portions of their neighborhoods Brothers k**ing their brothers Tryna show em all a reason to love one another Tampa to Inglewood can we change? [Interlude: Demetrius Bradshaw] n***a, (can we change?)(9x) But okay but Like I'm not afraid to die or anything because,( I mean everybody's bound to die it's nothing that's not gonna happen Like nobody will live forever but The Way I see it like What i'm tryna do , I'm tryna let people know that there is a greater purpose to life than just.. Trying to live forever [Verse 2:] Yo All rise, let's settle the confusion Y'all know I spit fire so prepare to get your fuse lit The flow so fluid Dumbest reality I make my own salary, understand why y'all mad at me My lyrics are cavalry, punchlines are cheat codes I beat the game 3 times y'all still playing BMO Don't act like yeen know, this emcee could spit If I define my girl in copper coins she'd be ten cents But man mind ya business, my futures inevitable Demigod of Hip Hop my awards on a pedestal Next to a schedule, of colorful faces Calendars a rainbow , aye Nathan black faces Reference childish, but flow so Donald Doesn't sound half as bad as a black soprano Oo!