Knxwledge - Nightfall lyrics

Spittin this black venom, I hit em with the vision and I hope they listenin' Flow k**in' em, flow christenin' I'm in the Utapau system, feelin like Obi Low below the mainstream, Capsoul, I'm the only Kindergarten brought in lot of bullies I swear my mind be dispersing more than a fully I'm at it, never had a basement or attic But somehow dad managed watching horse races with the lavish and Pops used to live inside a basement Dim lights, can't replace em co*kroaches, just spray them Rats, you just have to face em Now a days, overcame, but still feels the same and No change for the sane, yet we all took the blame and Everyone asking how they can reach the fame and Disappears into my thoughts street magic, David Blaine and I swear that only few can feel the pain in- Side, many feel the vibe, of the illest soulful kickin it, flipping it, like the tribe I'm sickening, like the clive Four sides to my clover I'm lucky to be alive, sh**s inside and I'm sober Straight up like a dober, I'm on the colder side of the continent I'm older now It's over now, I'm the f**in cobra now I'm Solo, but I plan to k** it, k** it like I'm Boba now f** up, the door up, check and I go up now Young, I get caught, locked up and I grow up now Mentality of a young criminal, minimal of the issues stressing the liberals, then they wonder why they get riots, those turned cynical Get literal when they mean they headed to the pinnacle And that's what I am, a- Story teller who's father came from Havana sh** I can't stand, ugh How we let blacks get shot outside delicatessens Catch the police undressin, testin guns on blessins Then they become the k**ers, open the glove and hide the smith & wesson b**h, this been a lesson For those who oppose the progression Motherf**ers get the peace slap to they face if they hate sh**, what chu want me to say? This ain't up for debate I plan to be one of the greats Preaching, teaching, this is what they'll be seeking Someone to relate to, cops they'll just take you Room full of motherf**ers that'll sedate you I'm in the krill deep making beats out in the eastern seaboard Sinners like please lord I'm rushin (Russian) up in the game like my name was Egor Shooting up hungry for the hinges on these doors Innocents scream "WE POOR!" While leaders build resorts It's Capsoul