pay them back

Blood on beats
Tears have been shed
Lives have been lost
Blood has been spilled
Blood on beats
Damn, look at em sittin there, cats missin their chance
Pissin their pants for opportunities and disappear into a bar stool
Pardon you for thinkin I forgot about
The way that children act when the stars come out
It would be too much like right for them to tune up their sight and then
Pursue something tight within, the blue ugly life theyre in
Liked your grimace but I must admit its been a while
Since my outer adult disciplined your inner child
Ive taught you the limits now when I crack your slumber
I expect you to say, 'Thank you sir, can I have another?'
Your chance to wonder is up holler enough talkin
So they wont be caught off guard when Im knockin the dust off em
Plus tossin em in a moshpit, my village sacrifices virgin rappers
Who dont do the Rites of Passage
Curl em backwards till they faces touch they asses
Mail em off the parage way and dont insure the package
Burned your vermin asses, learned your nervous habits
In turn my current status lefts serpents swervin backwards
I rock parties where half the crowd is rappers
And analyze my diction as if their opinion matters
I splatter patterns of poetic eloquence
Mutterin bone shudderin utterin sense, they fluter and twitch
The ironic part of it is, I aint tryin to scare these kids
Just tryin to connect them to the heritage
Beneath the outer layer the train is black
You just dont disrespect the people that lay the tracks
You love this human expression and they gave you that
And so the least yall can do is try and pay em back
I said beneath the outer layer the train is black
You just dont disrespect the people that lay the tracks
You love this human expression and they gave you that
And so the least yall can do is try and pay em back
You aint the first, you will not be the last
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Do your shit, step the fuck off
Youre not half as important as you think you are
Blood on beats
Blood on beats