Off My Chest

Music: Tommaso Zuppa And they thought like I was, I was like a nice guy and shit man, I can't keep it in any longer man I just gotta get it off my chest

Now let me tell you bout the lies I been living now I'm safe Started on the line Now they watch me setting pace From the Jackson 5 I'm the one who changed the race Money on my mind Got me craving for a Wraith I ain't begging for a date If I'm Diaz then I'm Nate Ronnie Biggs in this bitch I done made my escape I done seen Shanghai I done seen man fry I'm in touch with my spirits I don't drink red wine Coz the body of Christ has been sacrificed I suffered like he suffered But I done survived a hundred knives From hungry guys who've come for mine I see the world through Nixon's eyes Terror shit I don't negotiate My policy is clear though You gon' feel it if you hear slow My policy is clear dough you gon feel it if you hear slow Attitude is shitty but I don't care Left em in the corner like a broke chair Power rudder undercover I don't roll fair Could've hid behind a mask but I chose bare, bare, bare Facing the truth like a movie scene A few good men on a moving team Removal of the energy, it feels like a lucid dream (It feels like a lucid) Controlling the perimeter Push it to the limiter Convincing her to give it up Necking at the cinema yeah I seen it all Running up on suckers at they city hall 8 ball and Paul Wall Martin Fowler on a market stall I made it y'all These other suckers past tense Like did and didn't Tunes they missing Too busy focused on they opps They didn't see what they was missing And Nas It Was Written Stuck in little Britain Now they acting like some kittens Life ain't worth a pittance When parents ain't parenting Uncomfortable when they stare at him Playing with fire I'm enjoying the warmth The heat wave riots are just par for the course My handicap five when I tour I'm alive Decorated soldier adding stars to my stripes I'm like Mike Tys before he came nice Hurricane nights I dug deep I survived My roots run deep like a wild fig tree All this chatty patty talk a mek me gwaan skin teeth Man a bun these freaks like the sun on the beach Shots on the rocks like the stones on the reef The barrier strong but it shakes when I speak Shabba Ranks swag I don't play with the beat She just came here to eat, and that's fine Chatting with the waiter bout the sides and the wine Rosé two times, and no ice Balling but I'm conscious of the price, that's life They love it how I speak, urban and intelligent Add a little swag yeah But still I keep it relevant to what I'm talking'bout Specific never general Now they just talking shit they never do I don't wanna hear about your crimes I don't wanna hear about your knives I don't wanna hear about your Tecs or your Glocks or your Macs or the rest of that shit I'm on the vibe cause I don't wanna hear about your crimes I don't wanna hear about your nines I don't wanna hear about your Tecs or your Glocks or your Macs or the rest of that shit I'm on the vibe like

Yeah, yeah Shout out to the ones Shout out to ones who didn't make it yet Or who thought I was like off my head or I was like I was delusional Like man was Delulu or something yeah Hmm, hmm, hmm And now you looking from the sidelines like Is it the shoes? Nah it's not the shoes man It's not the shoes bro I'm stomping barefoot on y'all innit So if it ain't the shoes what is it? What is it? What is it?