Open Thunder Eternal Slumber

Woo! You know we in Berkeley California right now

Riding on the freeway

Passing Emeryville, going through Oakland

Shouts out to Richmond, San Francisco, Lil B

One day to live, cause you living in the moment

The past is the present, the gift is my performance

I'm working for the future, cause I live in a computer

I could tell you things that I've seen

A lot of guns in the streets, saddened dreams

Spacebar, backspace, trace your steps

I'm on the block like Jahvid Best

Smoke a lot of weed, have to calm my stress

With the thought when the money would came

My problems have changed, step back I am not in my chains

Sport back like I'm out the game, I'm out of your lane

Think twice nigga, follow your brain

I've got riches and I act the same

Niggas is lame, I'm too real, you don't want new chains?

I had to open my eyes since I got that fame

Sit back in my partner's office

Nigga laughing, reminiscing, how I took them losses

Then I promise one day, if I take that loss

Take the whole city back, open up that coffin

No sir, I don't believe in Jesus

He was slaved to the world, in the books of preachers

I feel weird cause I go against my own body

Keep it too real, I got a new deal

Niggas is fake, but their money and their coop real

Actually, what's the root of how you feel

No disrespect, I found myself in church,

Paying respect to the Lord, like everyone else

But the picture of the blond hair and blue eyes

Is something that I ain't feeling

I ain't saying that I can't

But I ain't gon' be another slave to the race

And I got friends around the world at 21

This is on my mind, practice forgiveness

With nobody talking when I made the wishes for real, business

Niggas fell down, hopped off those fences

Feel bad because I made mistakes

And still got raped by the system, still forgive 'em

Spend your childhood in the courtroom system

Fell down, nobody gonna pick 'em

No money, no lawyer gonna pick 'em

And just forgive em, leave em to play nigga

Leave em to die, leave em to ride

I'm surprised he alive, for real, you poor you die

And rich get killed cause of the money they got

Man the sports get money while the doctors saving lives can't peel

9 to 5 can't even pay the bills;

We need to manage the money for the builders and plumbers,

The welders and purifiers to pay for their lumber,

I might go to LA for the summer

Venice beach music, open up the thunder, eternal slumber