Wit - Scapegoats lyrics

[Verse ] The lion king in the elephant graveyard A neighborhood away from being the next Trayvon A black man who lost his race to the swift I'm almost out of cool I'm out of patience for this See this is where writing gets complicated When your mind can't take it and them gossip's waiting That's ill and that's real, and yeah I'm all up in my feelings I don't look the part for an ad on Rapzilla I know I'm not the illest and not worthy of Top 5 This could get deep man, I'm just keeping it topside I'm looking at cats, some of them got you fooled This is insecure and two faced is anyone that you knew Some label heads got their own interests in mind In the shadows with their jealousy, weak gimmicks and pride They hide beyond theology they don't even believe And scrambling for some market players only made to deceive Like it's crazy But yo, it's egos in that green room Full of awkwardness suffocating the steam room Blowing you off like you ain't even in their gene pool But keep your mouth shut don't question these actors Cause they gon' say you're bitter and send you straight to the blacklist Internet and text cause all connection is lost What happen to them days when you and your brother would talk Just tell your brother you love him, man I ain't doing that lately My own brother was hurting I'd rather hide it than face me And maybe he's saying "Taelor, you wasn't there for me I just wanted an ear, you gave me a pharisee" I needed to hear that, man I've been making some changes Past doing the balance when I've been making some payments Still I can feel my heart growing numb Feel like these Calvinists devalue where I'm from They're looking at me strange when I say that I speak in tongues Cause their Trinity is the Father, the Scripture and the Son My church is mostly white, but trust me I got some brothers And we ain't copping that, like we don't see color Just installed as a pastor, what's that do to my writing My transparency turns this other person I'm hiding I'm thinking about content, I be feeling convicted Cause deep down I'm wondering whether people will listen It's almost like if I tell that Jesus won't fail us Somehow it's more real if I just speak of my failures Like you can't even feel me if I just worship the Lord This world is too ugly and artists got to be more But folk go to war with Church, silence and women But who gon' pray about them 147 Kenyans Slaughtered broad day just because they said they're Christians We ain't try and test that tension Nah man, we ain't try and test that tension Man I'm left convicted bringing a child to this world My wife miscarried a little boy or a girl Then all my grief had a smidgen of relief Cause the Father's face is all my baby ever see I know He won't leave me, I know this ain't dogma I pray for a son, my wife wants a daughter That wisdom's too high, I leave that in the heavens I got a baby boy that everyday I'm gon' cherish My noon in Columbus is 6PM in New York With my both hands raised like 50 Cent in New York Feel like I've just arrived but going out with a bang But Jurny told me to chill and let the vets name names That's real and I feel that, more positive vibes Even though you might think these is irresponsible rhymes But I'm just staying low so don't tell me I'm humble These fans can make you lose it as soon as they say they love you Light that candle for the scapegoats and scandals The heroes of the day that turn out to be the vandals Lord, I know you see our hearts And we just need your help before we tear this world apart So we just need your help before we tear this world apart