I never learn, concerned there's no consequence
Situation tense as I test my tolerance
Volatile verbs fall [bad word] words
Daily drama frays nerves
Humans move in herds, seems so obscured
I observe minute movements confused with your speech
Heard a tinge of fear when you preach
Only seems natural
Actual parables pertain to non factual events
That are pushed as past tense
Kept thought concise when I vent but can't focus
Concrete terrain turned molten
Turmoiltous days fall consecutive on shoulders of men
Got enough weight without being condemned

We lost sight of how to use these mics
What scripts we write
How to choose our fights
(We lost sight)

Yo, wearily I dragged [bad word] knuckles
Wearing Lee jeans and nameplate belt buckles
Grip a 58 with that same strange conviction
Give a [bad word] who listens
Long as I'm rippin'
Verses laced wit wisdom
Born of foul conditions
Content wit fire hydrants when we're children
Never guessed at summers end half would be in prison
Past 30 years, thankful that I'm living
Lost sight of heaven when my men slept in caskets
Tap straight to pain that's how my rhymes are crafted
Love my Brown [bad word] Display survival tactics
Actions always louder than vocals amplified
Hopeful that my seeds won't be vilified
There's always iller rhymes
Living in horrid times
Habitat produce youth equipped with iller minds

We lost sight of how to use these mics
What scripts we write
How to choose our fights
(We lost sight)