CYNE
Divides
[Verse 1 – Akin]
Y'all know it's late night booty calls
Some fake titty brawls
I call against some petty arse
That's my life, applaud the flaws of a golden art
Now I'm a ACR charging the [Benatars?]
With crimes of passion, laughing, blasting that good music
That's no "E-40" G4L is up
"Medium cool" too was roaming the earthlight
The music died with the fiend with the crack pipe
[A city now?], right? Fuck that! I'm on the job
Drew blood, sweat, teardrop that clot out tomorrow—until tomorrow
Then I'm back, back to put the "Ville" up on the map
Hoping CYNE could really last long but then "gorilla" blast a classic
Two-world surround me, my tongue held for bounty
‘Cause I speak that Jupiter rap—you can't ground me
Watch Akin fly—scarred broken wing, do my thing high
Angel on my mic. Not religious, though I've seen God- avenge me
Father on a chariot amend me
I'm limelight commodity, escaping the fame
Delusional, got grand y'all
Guess what I'm sayin’ is the Gulf between us
Me and them, both dance for him
The blue-eyed rapist, sabers we breathin’ in

[Hook – ?]
The great divide
I'm caught inside all the hype and will I survive?
Well I'mma try, I'mma die to come back alive
Where preachers lie, claiming lives, pistol-whipping wives
We fraternizin’ divides, y'all, the great divide
The great divide, the great divide
The great divide. I'm caught inside all the hype and will I survive?
Well I'mma try, I'mma die [?] hurt
[Verse 2 – Akin]
The night electric when she move
Las Vegas to my move, you I dedicate this tune
Hopeless romantic blues lady in my software
Computer love, yeah. What's that tatted on your arm?
Come into my space, embrace idiot savant
I'm curious to chomp her that I'd travel thousand miles
To play the fool, play it cool, play to see you smile
That's kind of cheesy right? Fuck that! I'm being real
Message sent to her that I feel
Forever young, dumb, we can't time kill
But still sprung, wrung, speak, can’t rhyme, chill. Or rather build
And not destroy. Girl, come kiss
Take me by the hand, show this man joy
I know it's price tags. From me to you, night jetlag
Borders. What is true? I'm steadfast
Right there, in the blink of an I care
I click “Buy” on Priceline, I'm there
The Gulf between us. You and I both need to fly
Experience like this priceless—hope you reply