Hurry sundown, let the weary day be over
I'm so tired of the hurt I've been taking
My heart has been aching so
Don't mind me
Don't mind me
Yo, don't mind me, I'm living my life free
I write speech on how I'm feeling, however that might be
Dive deep, high P for this heat, I'm my heat
I rhyme, speak, I word drum, rappers like I write ethos
We might be the next big figure to underground
Seeing killing sets and jumping around as another crowd sings
How's things ever been better than they are now, G?
Still skim, but *** it, I'm loving the rush the sound brings
Hurry sundown, please, the day's been too long
Waiting for the present tonight to recite a new song
Say that we ain't devoted to this, then you get proved wrong
It's people like you that make me wonder where the truth's gone
I break it down fast on a fat beat
I stamp feet and make a ruckus for others coming with damp speech
Must be more than kind of blind if you man can't see
Off front holes in your life and attack you and blind the damn streets
Hurry sundown, please, hurry sundown
Can't wait for the day to end and the night to come round
Hurry sundown, please, hurry sundown
Can't wait for the week to end and the set to come round
Hurry sundown, please, hurry sundown
Can't wait for the day to end and the night to come round
Hurry sundown, please, hurry sundown
Can't wait for the week to end and the set to come round
I deal with hard work, what I recite is artwork
I rhyme it with more control than a Kendrick Lamar verse
My love of hip-hop's almost making my heart burst
If this was poker while others folded, I'd make my cards work
Passionate pen, push of perfection, personified
Residing in the underground, but every day we on the rise
I crave beats cause they make me unleash
The type of speech that makes you understand I'm raised from the streets
When I'm able to reach the studio, it's major relief
Cause it's a place I can create and it's my space to release
Everything that is inside of me, feelings, emotion and more hidden knowledge
And you'll find buried deep in a secret library
Only prophets and off-front MCs can vibe or walk beside of me
The rest they intoxicating, the oxygen I'm trying to breathe
Everyone's an individual which means the likes you need
No rivalry, cause we unite the streets using our rhymes and beats
Hurry, sundown please hurry sundown
Can't wait for the day to end and the night to come round
Hurry, sundown please hurry sundown
Can't wait for the week to end and the sun to come round
Hurry, sundown please hurry sundown
Can't wait for the day to end and the night to come around
Hurry, sundown please hurry sundown
Can't wait for the week to end and the sun to come round
Come on sun, descend I'm drowning in this deep end
Every day's taking longer where the ***'s the weekend
Please paint the sky red and let the moon shine
And let Thursday give birth to Friday in the moonlight
So I can move for the city like a pickpocket
Sipping transparent liquid while the pigs watching
I'm Dick Tracy in that cartoon sketch
Spitting silver tongue game to a skit to get ahead only
Get to bed when the birds are chirping
Eating fried chicken wings, haggle taxi services
My mind circles in reverse to the rest of them
I'm seen on both sides like the end of the pendulum
Stay masculine, spit masculine
Got them seeing things that aren't even there the way I'm telling it
Jose Capiz, two fingers, gun sound
The weekend's over again, please hurry sundown
Hurry, sundown please hurry sundown
Can't wait for the day to end and the night to come around
Hurry, sundown please hurry sundown
Can't wait for the week to end and the sun to come round
Let the weary day, let the weary day, let the weary day, let the weary day be over
I'm so tired of the hurt I've been taking
My heart has been aching