Who will take the blame?
Back in the day I was laying my head in a room of damp
Then when I moved out I had a M-Max,
was four years to review,
crew black cash
Started to rap when I heard a Kendrick call on a Denzel track
If I'm honest and proper the media want my perception of being black
Had to leave that binge on my videos,
feed it to now
Since both of them drowned the past since yeah I was sick of the back
Now I'm trying to balance the right to the facts and the odds
To understand why there's a current devour when I look at the map
Yeah,
current devour when I look at the map
When I look at the map it's jarring,
pointless killings
This ain't a game where the X's are spotting a circle back
Like there were patterns that were all just lost in the system
Where it's clear they didn't have our backs
Yeah, so who do we blame for that?
Planted the seed of success where it grows to an acre on paper
Money's the reason I get paid but that's how I stuck in the basement
Paying the man to the haters,
I'm so broke that I can't even pay them
No patience,
I'm learning to pay more words with a paintbrush
Imagine a kid in his room spread out by PC tools,
creating tunes
Creating moving pictures from a prolite second,
change the mood
This ain't Luigi's mansion,
I'm not chasing booze
My face is you,
but still on the ground trying to make it through
Screw a conventional method,
getting a hammer and a breaking true
Ain't no breaks when I break into your yard and I'm taken too
What's ours?
I ain't waiting years for them and to ditch what's ours
Don't look like a pig in waves and a bowels,
you better switch my stance
Funny how they say that it's way they can't trust
When it's really they who put pain in our hearts
So I'm in my lane and I only trust my dogs
And we hitting every place to reclaim all what's ours
Sick of waiting, I ain't playing no more parts
Now I'm moving like a Blu-ray,
the next season's all ours
Hope you look both ways before claiming that's your path
Yeah
Who will take the blame?
Who will take the blame?