Troubled Water

Live and direct in a living color

The revolution will be televized

And all who doubt it will show respect

And all wise words will be memorized

Blazing, blazing fire

[?] standing tall

Blazing, blazing fire

If I fall

Wash up your body, time to shine and glisten

Grind illest, yo I was slipping I'm divine by design

We kick rhymes from the mind’s prison

Vibe, listen, kick back, chill, get in the mood again

The music is the uniting force, you feel the grooves

We spinnig riddims and rhythms, really ripping the shit we kicking

My nigga this isn't a gimmick, this is the real shit, feel it

Leave it to critics to catch feelings

Raps collapse buildings, when I rap, I got the blueprint map for billions

Maximillion back to back brilliance

Word to uncle Willy, I'm silly as Saul Williams

Killing ’em whether millies or the semi automatic

Cats is bout to catch it, you could bat with a Ted Williams average

And I got a cat, duck and pitch, pass it and spit a classic

I'm finna clap it if he don't have it by the time he rap or

You can sign to the fine line backwards

Shit won't matter, shit go platinum, there go half your talent

You never battled, you are not a rapper

You can't even get it back, you just wack and wish you had your man's manager

You need a band and a helping hand and a grant after you rap

And as soon as you land, you got a plan, Blu got a ton of em

Ideas, concepts, and hookups

You rubbing me the wrong way if my DJ ain't cutting a hook up

**** do you see when you look up me?

B-L-U and you can add the E, Exile, word up

Live and direct in a living color

The revolution will be televized

And all who doubt it will show respect

And all wise words will be memorized

Blazing, blazing fire

[?] standing tall

Blazing, blazing fire

If I fall

I wanna paint a picture, make a difference, change the system, make a statement

Life is so amazing, even begging for a penny many never make it

Let alone still live at home, I can't get out my basement

Banging speakers, blaze the reefer

We just speak a language you bob your head to and listen

And listen this is religion, praise God, he got some rhythm

Hit ’em with the knowlege, wisdom understanding freedom

Power equal God, build destroy, born cyphers

Now look what we got, peace brother

Just some justice to be busting back at a mother****er who never gave you nothing

They just expected us to take they shit

I say they wanted to be blunted, couldn’t take the hit

I'm getting something from this journey

Send me out to sea and you can burn me

You can turn on me, put your burner on me

And I won’t be nothing but a burned CD bumping inside someone's head

Humming my lyrics with a little kid up in the stomach

Ready to teach him to be something son, you could be a lyricist

You serious or you just be fronting, huh?

I'm busting spiritual lyrics, miraculous like a magic trick

Rabbits flip out my hat, I get action

Pinning my life is passion, get on the mic and smash it

Flipping it like Mike Jackson on the ass again

I'm still black, I peel caps and spill raps like chill black

A ill cat don’t get me contagious, just know

Saving a nation, fruits of my labor made back in the slaves again

I master the craft then master the record, I bust, you masturbate

The master ain't the master if he get blasted away

I'm moving backwards to the east again

Eating apples, **** it, we're Eve again

Get it even cause evil men can never have true happiness anyway

Live and direct in a living color

The revolution will be televised

And all who doubt it will show respect

And all wise words will be memorized

"So-so-so listen close to what I say"

"We make waves, causing tsunamis to your armies, splash-"

"Everybody in here" "Listen close"

"M-M-M-My flow is like the o-ocean"

The congress of the United States versus the city of Compton

Think how to be great versus how to escape nonsense

Constant gunshot, drugs by Johnson & Johnson

Get it higher, my grandma's attic with a bunch of addicts

Aggravated assault with a deadly weapon

I knew I was heavy-handed, didn't know I'd crack his skull

Pass the bar to the kid with too many problems

Cause he play the hardest and stay the longest

When we at the park I spark the long stick and watch my problems blow out the window

Play that instrumental back to back and let me rap

I got some shit to get up off of my back

Step back and put on the track

Lay down the raps to the wax like that, now wind it back

This the crack for them kids that don't do that

You know you wack if you can't play your tracks after my track

I'm after stacks, black, I got your respect, I got your back

I'm from the west yes, God bless the best, the beat just that right and exact

Fight titans like Tyson, biting my track

And bisons slide and attack, tied as tight as the raps, uh

Black man versus the Klu Klux Klan

With no gadgets, two hands, but we ain't going back to that again

If I fall