Kith and KIN

[Verse 1]
Don't disturb me
Cause towards the end of the night we're gon get even
Simone is bleeding, crying and screaming your deepest of secrets
I know your weakness
Better pray you make it home for the evening
I got a scope, now let's how quick the pressure increases
I told you mother fuckers I was gon come back for revenge
With my name on your pen I don't need subminimal hints
Better warm up the bench (bitch)
You gotta play to get in
This is got me unhinged
So I brought a knife for a wrench
Retaliation is a must when I show you love
After bickering and scraping
You labeled it practice like that ain't enough
Nigga now I'm at the ones that you trust
Picture family out laughing, I'm coming through blasting and stabbing who runs
Counterblow; I'll even the score
Plan a new act for vengeance
Hire witness, apprehend him
Examine my own intentions
To a massive change reaction with causalities by the masses
This is massive; like the flame when you burned the house down to ashes

[Chorus]
Doe rae me
I'm not Em or Pac
Y'all ain't me
You pretend; you're not
And I'll show you niggas how I spin the block
And I know you niggas can't withstand shots
Doe rae me
You can't play the part
They can't see what type of men you are
And I'll show you niggas you can't break a star
And I know you niggas been afraid of war

[Verse 2]
I can never be a nigga that feeds
I can never be the nigga that works harder but hated the most
I can never offer niggas that's broke
I can never altar members in my company when I'm in control
I can never bother centers I own
Or send other loans or write a check that's meant to profit us both
Geoffrey Chaucer, I'm the one with the notes
I'm the one with the gifts
I told you Xanadu was the place to go live (Xanadu)
I told Drew Lomar there's many more for us
But then he took it light and started morphing us
I know cause I'm the man that you pretend to be
But if someone's defensive you ain't open to defending me
So if I got a write a fucking hook just to get these niggas shook
Then I'll hang a whole book from this page
Then let these niggas know that every song will be my greatest hit
I wrote your whole album and vow to never say a thing

[Chorus]
Doe rae me
I'm not Em or Pac
Y'all ain't me
You pretend; you're not
And I'll show you niggas how I spin the block
And I know you niggas can't withstand shots
Doe rae me
You can't play the part
They can't see what type men you are
And I'll show you niggas you can't break a star
And I know you niggas been afraid of war

[Verse 3]
No love lost nigga ya dead to us
I think that resentment put a smile on me
Lack no position put a crown on me
Despite the harsh conditions known to pile on me
Go young nigga run!
They gon make you turn against ya own kind
It's money over here nigga; Boat rides
And the niggas only fucking with you for a co-sign
Woah wait a minute now
I ain't touch a bar yet
This is for the niggas riding trends getting car jacked
This is for society
This for the privacy
This for the first time they invaded silently
Journey take a stand cause I daddy planned to build a dynasty
I kill by all demands so why this mother-fucker trying me
Woah I need to slow up my flow and aim this blade at your throat
Cause niggas claiming I'm broke stating my pockets is low
I remember coming off ruthless
Sneaking out for the stupid
Pitching tactics for shootings
Cracking houses that you in
Well involved with the nuisance
Self-absorbing my options
Weighing heavy solutions and spitting bodily toxins
Now you claiming that fortune kept you from being distant
Held shackles to your position that fractured your characteristics
You just emotional nigga and keep attacking my imagine
You're secretly just a hater towards niggas that optimistic
I'm done playing
This shit can't slide
This is a miss; an act of defense to your lies
Know when it's thick, I'm liable to when sin when I slide
Drug dealing's been act of pretend when supplied
Homie kicked dust when I came and rush
Double backed and I fucked him up
It's an act; you was bound to run
It's a fact; I can counter funds (fucking snitch)
Don't say my name again or imma beat yo fucking
You a scared little bitch

[Bridge]
"BASS!"
The system got me stressing (the system got me stressing I longer carry questions of my home)
I no longer carry blessings (I no longer carry blessings that's reliable to questions that I own)
They got me stranded in a cage (They got me stranded in a cage analyzing if I'm sane)
Am I built to feel the ways?
"Talk to em nigga"

[Verse 4]
Lucy was still in motion
From times I was feeling frozen
Chastise by strive and fear of me being open
Noteworthy opponents signals stress
Then I'm publicly pressed to deal with respect
Then my humbleness finally broken
Murder's bending homeland
White and Black's at a slow end
Coroner's seek promotion
God is coming I know it
My homie died I miss him
6 is locked in a prison for murder
But you're concerned with how I decide how I'm living
You holding weight? Then I need all of that
Any crumbs on left on your plate? Supply me all the scraps
Just take it off from what you owe me
Come up out of it slowly
It'll be hell if the information leak back to the homies
On my nigga I got em
On my nigga I did it
On my nigga mommy
I been at this shit for a min
On my nigga mommy
They can't take ya son out his spirit
On my nigga mommy
This the type of life that I live in (that's on my nigga)
Give me a nice line
Give me a moment that's better than this one right now
I came to give up but there's victory in this bright mind
So let it erupt with Hennessy in the dark times
Now tell me can you heal me?
Cause I ain't feeling safe knowing there's an AK-47 bullet with my name
Stressing cause I fit the status
But it's static in the way
Quick to let these niggas have it
Knowing havoc can't be tamed
Burglary is not enough
You a real one cease all the diamonds that he tucked
And leave is family deceased
Now police fit the description of a nigga that's banging
Ain't checking for no flag with his badge out hanging
So you better run little nigga
They running numbers on you, lump sums little nigga
They writing verses for you, you're fucked little nigga
With no features; I like lyrically punk niggas
See how I Big Pun niggas
Awaken from hollowness
Poor settlers with love letters that's down for praising 2pacalypse
Ghetto rottenness with more education than politics
Decapitate my consciousness until my flow is bodiless
Cockiness; I'm still a bigger dick than what I'm rocking with
Half a negro and half a colonists due to sloppiness
Asshole or hypocrite?
What you think my problem is?
Am I psychotic for dick riding hood politics?