Kris James - The Defense Rests lyrics

[Verse 1] Pleasing the public is the hardest They decide whether you become a god or a target I keep those doubts out and then start to harken To the things that got my deep love for hip-hop started Bumping The LOX on the Walkman Riding on the RTA to search the city for a booth Don't wanna be known for fabrications of the truth Just lyrical wizardry like Timothy and Wasalu Edan and Parker The great hip-hop authors I stay away from those fake rap kickstarters No time for martyrs In this world there's too many to slaughter So I say why even bother? Too focused with my life to worry about another's Give doubters consecutive flat-lines like Suther So damn paranoid peeking out the shutters Waiting for the day that I get the bread like cupboards If you're not a lover then I have to uppercut ya Cause you're just another busta With Whiteheads like Bertrand Russell Don't even try to look for cover My bombs will rip open every shelter and cave in every tunnel Now you're stuck between a hard place and homelessness Feeling nothing but hopelessness [Verse 2] Don't care much for fame rap for the hell of it Really want this chick the way she speaks is so eloquent In love with her elegance As well as her innocence And she stays headstrong through all the world's detriments Bolder than a terrorist Banging from the streets to the terraces Stuck in a room with my many elephants But as for flaws I outline them in chalk Was never one to throw salt At a person trying to waltz The only thing that changes about me is the day of the week that I'm living in Y'all need a sentencing Cause you bums is straight busting it Think you protected you still get scorched like torched oven mitts It's a dream it's a dream How I kept my cool even through the grimy scenes Heads cracked open and friends not as they seem Such things to witness before you hit eighteen That's what I deserve for keeping my mind clean Goodnight this is Kris James live from New Orleans