Knxwledge - Sideways. (featuring Anubis) lyrics

[Refrain 1:] Ain't nobody askin' you, holmes You over here gettin' stupid paid; Working them jobs for Esteban and sh** Yo [Verse 1: Blackiechan:TheProdigalSON] The only thing that we rehearse is These hard-knock bars that my boys turn into verses Credit cards from your wife and your daughter's purses I'm just not down to buy all of these hearses With the mouth of a sailor.The worsest of curses On these n***as in my laboratory working On my penmanship. Jot their d**h notes in cursive... X you out with these keystrokes the word is ya'll know where the bird is Speaking in parcel tongue with the slang of a serpent Finisher with a perfect, your training wasn't worth sh** I'm the bomb. Worse than a n***a in a turban But ya'll n***as is suburban fazed by the slightest of turbulence So you worship these gods you created. To give yourselves a purpose I'm like an iceberg, you only see the surface Atheist, but I faced a decades worth of services Cause pops was a servicemen Some people called him bishop But I think he got distracted by his own affairs That left his bank account f**ed up Much quicker than a hiccup The way that he's been acting got me stressed... My brother got mercy cause' his mind is a mess... This life has been very tough to digest, but I'm just gonna ace these tests, and forget about the rest I'll create my own type of presidential address I guess. Just as soon as I end this sesh [Verse 2: Anubis] You are now listening to the human form of Polaris Been backstabbed for having too much merit Careless. But that was then Picture me today up on a stage, where I obviate the pain I mean, we live in a world where, girls ain't curved and Men silence their words. Never decipher, disciple Turn your brain off, where the lightbulb might just go off yourself Where's the help? Man, I wish I learned and dealt Should've stuck it out, not f**ed around Where's the 88' Delorean? My ex told me not to call again But I wonder the a**ortment of abortions she's had since Or does christ's pa**ion not include termination? Mine does. I ain't surprised you're mind-f**ed Read between my lines, and my stanzas Looking for answers. What are the chances? So is everyone on this damn planet That was just an introduction All of the sudden rap was captured Yes, you only live it once, but there are many generations to come Please listen. This ain't manual labor But it's blistering Victory will be mine, gotta train you b**hes, Caesar Milan I'm weak at how strong you think your mental Rap game integral, you wanna take a shot? Ha! ...Better use a pistol, just want a glimpse; Of the light cause my sanity left. Clarity's next Bleed into my text. Might just save your life one day or the next Check your mates like chess. The fakes raise flags The bonafide, like the fiery pariahs got inside of us... Weed inspired. It's in my genes I left Wyclef in the lions den I infected him with typhus and got high... Hypertension. The blood pressure rise... Please step aside Till' the next episode. Watch me and your brain will rock But since when has pain stopped human beings? Brain plots, Dunas' And myself share the same stress f** love, I only get it like Rayman, and cut it off, like Jason [Refrain 2:] " Stop playing games here I got no time for that Life's got no time for your little boy games You leave all that nonsense at home when you come here Alright We're gon' put it on speed today I ain't stopping to give you any little tips, either You sink or swim on your own, today Cause I'm not always gon' be there to hold you hand for you Alright... You ready for the real thing? You ready to come get it? You ready to come take it from your old man, you ready to be the king?" [Verse 3: BlackiechanTheProdigalSON] Walking through these valleys in the shadows wandering My body's in one place but my mind constantly pondering; About my mother and father and how I cannot honor them Cause' both of their brains are grown out from a different stem It's a sweet break to me like my brain's full of glycerin Waiting for freedom and so I'm blazing in the interim And mama wanna ask me, "son how come you aren't into Him?" You wouldn't need to ask me that if you were truly listening I don't like my pops, cause he ain't a cop but he's a pig Sk**ing lyrics as I pa** the pot I'm reaching for a cig My patience is running slim it's more thin than a twig No way to get back out of the mess I got in I got too much to live for now to kick the bucket Got peace of mind every time I drop tens for my nugget I don't kick rocks I rock kicks till they're rugged I'm a monster and everyone's a muppet. f** it Take a beat and chuck it