K. Sparks - Love Is Better lyrics

[K. Sparks] I used to bump that Illmatic in my tape deck South Jamaica Queens, salute the Kings out in Great Neck Afraid to be gone, stardom is wack, clever missing too Radio's on pardon my back, I don't listen to Waka Flocka Flame, sipping vodka to the brain Plot a lot to be the king, it's like my block up on the train Rocks up in the Range, licking shots they pop to bang Only piece from Jesus, nowadays be in they chain I put my faith in these pages just like it's biblical Last days, blast strays, yeah it's getting critical This a funeral, it's hellafied and realer stages I got 'em all in check, verified Twitter pages Now who the nicest spitting lyrical strays Now my pockets full of profits like them biblical days (I'm saying) Nobody can stop me, HTNC, humble's the new co*ky And Kendrick Lamar, he set it off what he think No offense to him but, I don't care what he think And all these rappers took the bait cause they ain't thinkers Sneaking in they little bars, underage drinkers Ya'll see the logo, call me Mr. Polo Ya'll sloppy with the flow though, papi that's a no-no Bout I'm on like I ripped that paper, boom but I'm in but I ripped that maker I wanna know why would I flow I wanna go, but I take that make that maker Can't defeat us in blizzards, storming with lizards from wizards Cause ya'll in danger like cheetahs that's running with scissors Is it the physics that give it, thrusting the motion of civics I tend to switch it so prolific, then give it the pivot It's like a hooptie, got em, problematic hoochie problems When I'm on beat, bring the funk dog, Bootsy Collins Why worry, couldn't get on my page if you owned a library [AWKWORD] You couldn't get on my page, if you owned a library Couldn't ride my wave if you were Slater comma Kelly Rednecks, drunk spit, hate Obama on the telly Mandatory minimums, don't apply to commissary In dozens of states, guns, we don't apply to carry You think this is power, that trigger make you scary? To the state apparatus, just a n***a Davis comma Larry f** them and they status, the blacker the berry But who am I, guilty White dude, don't trust my neighbors Never felt right in White school, the Space Invader From that trace of vapor, from the tree to the paper To the totem poles and scrolls, that's what we are made of And before we meet our maker, we be lighting these papers Before they come and take us, we re-writing those papers Take razors to the pages, celebrating our rapists Spark lighters at the writers, who made them famous While the rest of Generation X is still at Cambridge I'm the Bear Jew, squaring off at those who chained us Always felt right to swing a Louisville at haters But the truest revolutionaries, remain nameless I'm a rap safe on stages, 'til they a**a**inate us CIA tryna k** us, call us agitators That means we're doing something right, c'mon, aggravate us The code's hard to unfold, like old packs of NOW and LATERS Now and later, here's the message: we superheroes We beat-down, pissed off, 9-to-5 zeroes Who want a better future for the young people The Sgt. Pepper's Lonely version of The Beatles Put down the pipes and needles, we fight sterility A bunch of white hoods with torches, talk civility The revenge of the Invisible Man, there's no k**ing me Psssst, I'm not conceited, I just struggle with humility [Shakespeare] I struggle between humility and being conceited My heart beat is syncopated to the beat which I'm speaking I'm just a beacon of light for all the people I'm reaching I'm just a deacon for the Invincible Dream that I'm preaching (real talk) I had to give them something to believe in They say the meek shall inherit the earth So I speak prophetic verses for whatever it's worth Cause in the hood I've only seen the weak perish in dirt Until my name's called I'm fine in Heaven on Earth So I pray you cherish my words, remember the verse Cause I do it to inspire, do it cause I'm flyer Got to do it big, if Ye can do it Through The Wire I do it as the spark so the youth produce the fire But even with the best intentions they will crucify ya My only true desire, improve my circumstances 'til my nephew feels excited To whatever his heart's consent, and in his favor, all the odds are in So regardless of his hand, his cards will win And that's a different world, Kadeem Hardison But why lie? I want the notoriety too I want the fame and success, yall admire the coup But that'll come at the expense of my privacy, dude Cause everything on TMZ isn't entirely true I'm as sharp as the graduates of Ivy League schools Could've signed to a major and tried to recoup But I learned to follow my heart and not society's rules So take my little j**els and apply it to you