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Disparity Without Wane
Chased by my own memories
Mahogany eyes overflowing with rivers
Filtered by the mask worn over stressed cheekbones

Play it cool, man
Cool like the wind


The streets are cool enough to give you frost bite
Hot enough to burn away your flesh
Only the steam knows the difference
Only in the chemical imbalance of chaos
Can one find comfort

Rich mutha f***as go to saunas fo' that s***, man
Go to saunas to burn da fat away
We ain't got no fat, nigga
We ain't neva had no excess of nothin' but s***
We don' need no sauna cause our s*** steams
You hear me, nigga,
Always steamin


The weight of the world can hold you down
But the words of your brother is worse than gravity
A travesty that seems to go on and on like a Badu track
First get your stacks and then get your dignity back
There is no fact to the streets but what is fiction
There is no reality but what is fantasized late at night
Laying in your cell
Watching the light linger on dinged white wash walls
Hearing the cadence of rolling trains
The desolate melody of sirens
And the chorus of despair traveling through the walls
Telling tales of anxiety and frustration
The weight of the world can hold you down
Down to the fiery pits of hell where only you belong
To the fiery pits of hell that only you created

Did you pray today, son?
Did you ask God for forgiveness?
Did you...son....?


Staring down the right end of a 45mm
One must ask themselves
What is the price of another man's soul?
Wait, rewind
Luos s'nam rehtona fo ecirp eht si tahw
One must ask themselves
What made you sell yours?
Souls are purchased easier than nick bags in highrises
And just as easily smoked
How high can you get off of yours?

There ain't enough money in the world to buy me off!
Are you sure? Have you seen all the money in the world?

Evil is a dirty dealer when it really wants you
One minute you know you are content with what you have
Next, you knee deep in some pussy that was not made for you
After, you knee deep in some that was made for you
Resulting in a cataclysmic influx of deceit and despair
Cause even the innocent fall victim to diseases
Evil is a dirty dealer when it really wants you
Shake hands and you might leave with more than a greeting

Did you pray today son?

Chasing dreams like a Loony Toon
Never seeing the anvil comin' straight for your head
Anvils hurt like a bitch
You're lucky you ain't dead
Hope you catch your dream
Cause the world don't wait
But evil do
And now that you're vulnerable
What are you gonna do?

To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737
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