wicked-minded and kind-hearted
then you picked a fine target
nothing normal or regular here
in a world of rectangles and squares
regular spheres are what i've grown to revere and respect
they neglect the rules and lines drawn
they managed to find calm
met with a kiss of death and managed to find tongue
sex with a chick is next to perfect when mind's young
idolize a single moment of pleasure
let's keep this moment together
promise me you'll pull my lever
to release all of the feelings that i suppressed indefinitely
effortlessly my mind travels to times past
finding revelation at bottom of wine glasses
travel the city when lines pass
sippin' up on some honey jack
it's 'bout to be a mummy wrap
just pour a glass and let go
the third one'll probably have you bent like an elbow
there's a liquor store on every corner
it's easy like tea in a kettle
model chicks in stilettos
mainstream love pull your strings like gepetto
when she only hit your line for good times and amaretto
but that whiskey'll have you feelin' old-school
sippin' some shit that settle your mind rather than have you laid out
on your knees at the porcelain throne prayed out
all that kind of shit is played out
todo lo que estaba haciendo en la universidad esto que preperarse
don't give this nigga nothing
fuck 'bout what you think
fuck 'bout what you ain't
you bent if you think i ain't straighter than a plank
and if you wanna push the issue
and i promise i won't dismiss you
for a college nigga with knowledge
they thought a nigga left the hood and chose a different lane
i left the hood to rearrange how we approach the game
but that exposure got me feelin' like the odds is stacked against us
we just servants indentured
politicians retire while we work 'til we in dentures
they kill our black heroes and then just give us one avenger
more like pour me a drink
i wonder what kind of liquor