codes and cab fare

king without a care

frownin' while the crown lay on they head

crew recruitin' huey newton

chair sittin' hand holding spear

you was on a star chase

i was in a dark place

lookin' for that glair

lookin' for that light ahead

days got dimmer starin' down that dark tunnel

hopin' that you see a glimmer when them walls start crumblin'

calls stop comin' in

people start mumblin'

stomach start rumblin'

need to hear applause and the fans call once again

cab driver make a right

right up at the light

destination: life

but stay here for a moment

i shouldn't be that long just keep the meter goin'

keep the meter rollin' while i go in for a few

left a song for the little one

tell him dad cares

wish i could've stayed longer

gotta pay this cab fare

but um

you hopin' better days'll come

face to face with reality

no vh1

i sit back some

watchin' my niggas that spark live

that's waitin' for sunraise to penetrate dark clouds

so i'm standin between vanity and foolish pride

on 7 mile and telegraph where the two collide

if i'm a man amongst kings and gods

who am i

for leavin' so many crucified or coup d'etated

i'm from the d where everything is very do or die

my will to survive is what's separating you and i

my memoirs is revolutionary suicide

now

who the realist nigga alive? well you decide

this rusty.45 is never under-utilized

what goes down like a logo on a puma clyde? homicide

probably on these loudmouth bumbaclots

thinking it's cool to walk around not supervised

but fuck supervision

cause you and you can get it

lately i've been having premonitions of superstition

but if i stepped into the confessional

who would listen?

i need to change my ways

show me the new religion