This is that new flesh
Toughin’ your skin
Or end up like the ashes or the dust in the wind
I kept it real from beginning to end
I’m destined to win
Emerged from the war with every one of my limbs
I get Castro, this aint fashion
This is fascist
This aint black it’s African magic
So abbra-kaddab it
I gotta have it
I excel, you happy if you happen to manage – ha
And now you mad like you gave me a red cent
If I was broke
Wouldn’t pay half my rent
My money was spent
On some nights nothing I ate
My mom stressed! Trynna keep her section 8
But wait!
I got potential yea, I got a large sum
You envy cuz you look at yourself see that you have none
So throw pennies in wells and wish that I’m dead.
Point fingers at me
Pretend they red dots on my, loser.
CHORUS
I put the streets on my back (streets on my back)
I put the truth on these tracks
But they don’t love me no more
They don’t love me no more (they don’t love me no more)
I put my life on the line (life on the line)
I gave you all that is mine
But they don’t love me no more
They don’t love me no more (they don’t love me no more)
Verse 2
And now you look at me like I got it made
I gave you a hand
You fuckers want the arm and the leg
Now look at the nerve these suckas is brave
I remember at my very own show you aint remember my name –ha
And now you trynna get a piece of my fame
If you in a drought
I wouldn’t give a drop of the reign
No contest
We are not one in the same
I’m complex
I just make it look simple and plain – yo!
I was like King Kong
You was that white chick
In other words I carried you dog
Is this the thanks that I get – yo!
I am the king I am the highness
These court jesters
Throw stones at the finest
I gave you truth
I gave you heart I gave you kindness
And now you fools
Try to rebuke try to minus
My very soul
But you know how it goes
Love you when you pitiful
But send shots right as soon as your belly full – fucker
Chorus
Verse 3
Yo, I was just trynna have success
I guess
Nothing’s good if it’s in excess, hah
I thought that doe was the exception
I learned my lesson
I lost friends caught depression
I got the message
I’m Optomist Prime
Fighting with deception
I aint even in my prime – nah
I’m in my progression – listen
Every second every minute
Got a better flow
But the new you couldn’t fuck with my three days ago
So do yourself a favor
And get yourself a job
And if you really want me dead, then you should pray to God.
Tell him that I be flawed.
And that your karma’s perfect
And if he grant your wish
Then maybe I deserved it
But if he show you signs
That this world is mine
Go kill yourself cause then the truth is that assonine
My shorty told me “they gon hate you baby that’s fine
But then you tell them
‘fuck the world’ until your shine,” yo
Chorus
credits
from The New Flesh,
released February 22, 2011
Additional vocals by Grace K
Upstart Queens rapper pairs existential themes with cozy, R&B-infused beats; special guests include Orion Sun, DRAM, Eliza Moon, and more.
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