KA - Day 13 lyrics

[Sample] The time has come for us to have a serious discussion [Hook: Ka] Try and live wiser Give what's written in my fibers Til I'm sitting with messiah Oh I've been denied and I'm slipping in a fire [Verse 1: Ka] A fan would understand my calling Picked this up in the land of the fallen If what I'm rambling is boring: To the war and the famine you foreign Chips down, granted I'm all in Strip bound, stand til the morning Never ran, what I scan is appalling Cops glance, watch scramblers hauling Pistol grip, rip handle is balling The band is standard in scoring In full drought cannons are pouring Pulled out where the cannibals hording Saw they mandibles gnawing A young man plan is to [?] some Jordans Can't wait so break commandments and ordinance And random a**ortments Swore there wasn't nothing that a grand couldn't augment Good lawyers need a grand just to talk with Life's a b**h, I'm demandin' her courtship Forsake but who I travel and walk with New pound dragging it awkward Swoop down grab with the hawk grip Then get stacks, rich raps was a poor fit Had to send a raft for mad battling war ships I back sag with the horse whip Didn't crack, stagger or forfeit Just rapped, jagged and frost bit [Hook: Ka] Try and live wiser Give what's written in my fibers Til I'm sitting with messiah Oh I've been denied and I'm slipping in a fire [Verse 2: Ka] Describe cause and effect Many die violating laws of respect Gun in my face paused in the sweat Bought grace in the place raw intellect Work hard, first job chores to rep Like Papi pad Rocky, fraudulent steps Shots pressed block test scruples Burned flesh learn best, I'm a pupil Blessed, each lesson crucial Yes is it def, what I'm sketching useful Behave grave, slum ways what I'm used to A street sways, blazed what the fruit do When mom died ain't ride with a new slew Robbed rejects looking for approval Remember having no milk, listening to juice crew Stranger visit, aim it and pivot like, "Who you?" My pen grip descendant of Zulu On my premier I'm paired as a Guru Wack days, crack plays yeah it's brutal Lost brother wearing cross-color fubu Show love and of course love mutual I come from the deep They don't comfort the weak Can't front, better hunt for your eat Girls on the track, make em run for the meat Bump in the street turn the dump into heat Words volatile, looks k** At the stove for hours now, didn't cook a meal But still son eating Park born star-strawn one weekend Lashing for cash, we ain't run weeping Must vent, but spent when I'm done speaking I lay sound, put down grey pound Ill tenner build center for my great town Do a few tours, I'm sure we can break ground Looked at my skin, felt everybody hate brown Close to emotional, pray I don't break down [Hook: Ka] Try and live wiser Give what's written in my fibers Til I'm sitting with messiah Oh I've been denied and I'm slipping in a fire [Sample] I've got a right to cry