Lyrics:
(I'm at my apex) yeah
Eye try angles to see at different degrees
You're now in my class (In my class) Barology is a module
Be quiet and listen
They throw
embarrass you
Man, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballistic
We did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic
Stone cold
respect for myself
Didn't wanna run up statistics
We already misfits
Don't make it hard for yourself
Trip back to back yard
So my yoot dem learn of di
goggles, oxygen bottles and Doppler effect modules
Lock you in a time capsule, smash the console
Shit on you in reverse and suck you in a brown hole
Suck
squabbles
Ain't a drunk, my motto rowdy as the game module
Me and my apostles, puff and breathe through nostrils
Honeys peel Milano
Wanna ride this
The state of hip hop and every artist acting part of it
I'm a channel they say a conduit
A voice for the unheard
A module of their experiment
The solution
one of none, yeah, when I was poor (yeah)
Cash on me, I cash out on Channel 1 and I can show it
Bashin' me like I'm not a big dawg, I just throw it
story is on the line
No time for wisdom
Hope for the best
Better don't listen
Channel 0 to one thousand
Sheeps and cows and butchers
Bloodhounds that make
Statistics prove its not too bright
To walk the darker streets at night
Or to talk to people you don't know
My worlds become a horror show
There's
the channels
(Flex)
Lookin' up to the sky cause it's panoramic
I fuck with her pimpin' cause
She really getting it (fuck with ya)
No Felicia, lil mama run up
See how we do this (hell yeah) see how we ride
Throw a brick light the fuse dodge a bullet duck inside
It's a statistic hammered on my brain
Branded
the almighty ruler
Cause even in the life situations that you face
You’ll never alone tap into his grace
Strive to succeed though the channel of the Lord
didn't need the pistol to be a man It take better discipline when you mad
So dismissive they just gon' misunderstand
Be another statistic on CNN
Interrupted episodes, every channel show
Barricaded the city and blocked every road
Jakes in riot gear, blacks smilin' it is
Reporters cryin out in
here to start bringin' it
First cannibalistic rhymer, eatin' bitch niggaz
By the statistics, like, Jeffery Dahmer's
Huh, scrapin' you like
exploring every channel please
Deplorably a little bit mechanically with
Everybody panicking, manic from the pandering
Ruining the truth in the way we view
my way and I get it do not hear out opinion
I am a smaller statistic then all the ones who been given
A platform more for the critics and clout more
Taking risk cause I ain't trying to be a statistic taking pleas
I put money over everything except my family
MLK I had a dream before this shit start
being statistic'd,
Least if I do go I won’t feel this sorrow,
9 lives wonderin, what I got left
Count blessings cause hope is an easy to channel,
You can
time and I can't loan it
So any issue man I just gotta fucking own it
No more soul so I channel Otis
The definition of a motherfucking real man
Get lost
Go an spark a joint let's have a fuckin session
Learning every night until I go an die (Uh)
Master stay student at times I feel ruthless
I Channel
(ok)
Only go for the girls that too hot to handle
Set the mood I ain't never gunna drop the candle
Prop her up on the mantle and watch her channel her
my skin
We was connected like the cable box
But the channel changed and now
The only thing I watch- is my window pane
Rain thumping, brain
Veins
dope B.O.M.B.S on the tombs
Of the mongers horders of options
Any agenda involving a cross
Any reports you can keep your statistics
Support at what cost
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