Poe Mans Dreams (His Vice)

Smoke good, eat good, live good

I used to want to see the penitentiary, way after elementary

Thought it was cool to look the judge in the face when he sentenced me

Since my uncles was institutionalised

my intuition has said I was suited for family ties

My mama is stressing, my daddy tired

I need me a weapon, these niggas ride

every minute, hour and second, ministers tried

to save me, how I'm gon' listen when I don't even hear God?

Heaven or Hell, base it all on my instincts

My hands dirty, you worried bout mud in your sink

You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga

That same nigga that kill with ya squeal with ya

I deal with ya like my son, stare at the sun

and you'll be looking in my eyes homie

Stand for something or fall for anything

and you working with two left feet at the skating rink

But anyway, this for my niggas

Uncles, twenty-three hours sending me pictures

I want you to know that I'm so determined to blow

that you hear the music I wrote, hope it get you off death row

You came home to a pocket full of stones

A MetroPC' phone, then you went back in

So when I touch the pen, the pen is in my view

I'ma get it right just so you

Smoke good, eat good, live good

And I do this for the city

Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me

Fuck the police, they gon' have to come and get me

If it feel good to ya, holler if you hear me

You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga

That same nigga that kill with ya squeal with ya

I'd like to start it out from the bottom and build with ya

Be on my last dollar and split the bill with ya

I'm twenty-three with morals and plans of living cordial

Not rich but wealthy, there's nothing you can tell me

My killings are not remorseful, the city got my back

Before that, I give them my torso

You think about it, and don't call me lyrical

cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil and spiritual

I know some rappers using big words to make they similes curve

My simplest shit be more pivotal

I penetrate the hearts of good kids and criminals

Worry some individuals that live life critical

So won't you bare witness while I bare feet

so you can walk in my shoes and get to know me

But anyway, this for my pops

on his lunch break eating in that parking lot

On "Wanna Be Heard" probably thought he worked my nerves

But really he was stressing me, getting what I deserved

Somebody said my name on the radio, he ain't know

I was ready for the world that minute

So the next time he roll up and drop grams in it, he'll probably be

out of work, laid back, while he

Smoke good, eat good, live good

And I do this for the city

Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me

Fuck the police, they gon' have to come and get me

If it feel good to ya, holler if you hear me

Church is definitely on the move, and now that we took it up to the cathedral

cause the ism is enormous, you know what I'm talking bout?

We out here rotating under the five Ps

Proper preparation prevents poor performance, you know what I'm talking bout?

Doing my thing, cause I'm rotating with my speakers thumping

from the Windy City streets all the way out here to the streets of Compton

Know what I'm talking bout? Church is definitely on the move

and we gon' continue to hustle and grow and develop by far

As I rotate with my true player partner by the name of Kendrick Lamar

You know what I'm talking bout?

This is the ism, this is the vision, you know what I'm talking bout?

You gotta get up off your ass and get it man

That's the only way your pockets gonna expand

I tell you everyday, you know what I'm talking bout?

Apply yourself to supply your wealth

Only limitations you'll ever have are those that you place upon yourself

Church is definitely on the move, you know what I'm talking bout?

Exercise your ism and don't depend on no one else

Cathedral, chuuch! Ism