Illogic & Blockhead Neva Heard
[Verse 1]
Conscious with a purpose the undeniable viable franchise for the verses
These prima donna rhymers lost their lip gloss in they purses
Now their stories make up don't glisten as much even though they touch up the blush babbling
I'm on the road travlin
Thinkin of ways to make my days more extravagant
Heard that crime pays but it only the law of averages
Rather grow old chillin with my children eatin sandwiches
On the porch with my feet up then beat the street with savages lookin for scraps to eat up
Though patience is a virtue I'm runnin out of it got to get back to the basics
Cause walkin in place is startin to wear the tread on my Asics
Ageless pages keep me eternal It's a challenge within it self
A rich man is one with knowledge,happiness and his health
That's obvious common sense way too intense for subtleties
You ridin the fence while lightin incense but I made my pick
Side chosen while sparkin the wicks of dynamite sticks I'm holdin
T minus ten then blowin
[Verse 2]
Watch for the shrapnel that spreads
Tried to adapt to lampin in laps of luxury it seems then when I woke from my dreams no body's touching me
I had the gull to turn my dreams to reality
Suddenly gluttony is everybody's favorite sin mouths full with empty belly's
Open your eyes the rich get their checks from the wealthy
I'm tired of clockin in watchin em break your spirits
But you left with no options when you acknowledge a glass ceiling
Shattered shards sliced me up something crazy but baby I'm healing fast
Every laugh is a band aid
I never embrace fear cause I'm beyond all the things that man made
A day in the life of the nicest writer you never heard
