MIKE
Ours
[Verse]
Yuh
Before my heavens in the sky, my demons need to fall
I guess I seen it all, I need a shoulder I can lean towards
I need help or whatever that may mean to y'all
You may be rich, but that sound sound the cheapest dog
You say you living, I can tell you never breathed before
My n***a this ain't chess, this a sport
I'ma say it from my chest, boy you pork
N***as think they eating with no bev or a fork
It make no sense to put a pen in this war, I cut my palms
And then I write these lyrics with a sword
You can see it in my spirit, ay, see it in my core
N***a, I ain't here to share a plate or do another n***a chores
Put my negatives away, and put that euphemism forward
I been pedalling away so I could move the movement forward, getting shitty drunk
And now I'm looting in the store, it's so confusing to be poor with rich minds
My n***a, get behind, you missed yours
My n***a, get behind, you missed yours
How i'm supposed to thrive in the city?
Whats a MIKE to a businessman named Billy?
Grab the mic, keep spitting then the chants came quickly like
"MIKE, keep spitting"
Like "MIKE, keep spitting"