Blackbox (Freestyle) (Explicit)

作词 : Arnoldo Williamson

作曲 : Arnoldo Williamson

Part 1:

I'm not the one for pretending

If there's love, there's no need for the friendship

I can not shake what I’m sensing

Everything you say is condescending

Its like your kinda sending, ** explaining

Got a heavy heart and it just keeps weighting

In isolation, my eyes open to the hating

No hesitation, its time to go make it

This ** ain't measuring up

Give all I got but its never enough

You was my dog ever since we were pups

So why the ** you wanna see me in cuffs

** all that venturing stuff

Talk all of that ** we ain't got ** to discuss

Like volcanos ** will erupt

Think you know best, you better than us

Best shut the ** up

Don't make me expose you lames

Nigga stay in you lane

Don't get the picture, send your family your frame

Your body missing your brain

Your fellowship wasn't ordained

You are no god you are just **ing plain

I ain't the same, nigga something has changed

I can feel the evil within

Should of left me alone, but there needing the win

But instead taking a L

They promise me heaven but put me through hell

Close calls making them sales

If I listen to you, probably locked in the cells

Free Biggavel, I am wavy like sails

They don’t want me to win, man they want me to fail

I ain't no flash in the pan

Barry Allan in a flash you'll get paned

Nigga catch me if you can

Red notes feeling like the ginger bread man

Cassius Young is a top floor nigga

If I ain’t top five then I’m top 4 nigga

Slipped off my board, but swan a shore nigga

Trying to take me out will take a lot more nigga

Floshing habits

Niggas is forcing habits

We out for the carrots

Draw a bad *** like roger rabbit

Remember when we ain’t have it

Shit was so bad we could hardly manage

Whatever we wanted nigga had to grab it

Shop keeper looking for ** that vanish

Cassius a remarkable Savage

Use to stash the amie up in the attic

And my niggas still at it

You know young boy ain’t average

Everything I Do Is A Classic

I was underwater like **ing Atlantis

Do my own thing, they try take advantage

Hard in the paint, my worlds a colourful canvas

Hunger pains made thinking I need the X or range

Family estrange, its a shame I think it’s strange

Strangers things, friends don't lie, eleven

Before I die, I've got to try, depression

Live life on the edge, so nigga stay off the ledge

Use to crop in the flats but that ** is all alleged

Got this ** lock like dreads, got this ** lock like feds

Sleeping on the kid, they’ll find you dead in your bed

Bulky niggas no steds, my niggas still moving zed's

Young niggas putting work 9 2 5, on them 125 PEDs

Thirsty as ** man they needing a quench

Put me in the game cos they needing a benched

Take niggas out spare no expense

Ain't feeling me how you still on the fence?

Part 2:

First to go Uni, usually a celebration

But I was homeless the day of my graduation

Walking cross the stage with rage and frustration

Made me want to grab a gauge and engage in a home invasion

For academics, spent time in student accommodation

When studies were through there was no place accommodating

Shit was complex, nigga everyday struggles

Slept on couches and floors nigga I was in a puzzle

The council then put me in a rat infested bed sit

Every **ing night when to sleep with a death wish

Fiends knocking at the door, be careful who you let in

The ** was horrid man I couldn't even afford the letting

Run down hostel with rent at the premium

From which *** seeing him, to no ***es seeing him

Lost fiends and family man nobody believed in him

He slipped off his board, I guess they thought they'll never see him swim

Friends are like cass you gotta to smile more

I'm depressed bro, ** I gotta to smile for

In a room full of people and still feel alone

Sometimes I still sleep on the couch in my own home

Had plans with the fam to take over the scene

But a nigga ran off to London and became a fiend

I still love my cuz, it was too late to intervene

We don't **ing speak, but I hope he gets clean

When I stated cropping man I really lost myself

Doing ** for others did nothing for my heath

My microphone broke, couldn't find away to cope

Couldn't afford a new one, pay the bills and grow this **

This the ** they don't tell you in them traps - traps songs

Niggas act like nothing ever goes wrong

Like the council snitching, police kicking off your door

Helicopters flying over, the meter man and more

Nosy neighbours, shitty cutting and opportunist

I was paranoid as **, feeling a nuisance

Stuck in a routine, down on my luck feeling stupid

Yeah I can crop but I'd rather do this music

Now Cass be the man wanna see you doing good

I don't wanna get rich, leave you in the hood

Mase use to be her favourite artist, yes

She had my heart, now i'm feeling heartless, yes

I never thought she would say yes to the dress

Facebook status, I learnt she was taking take the step

If You like It, put a Roc on it, Beyonce and Hov

I know diamonds are forever, I was chasing my (Goal/Gold)

Amazing singer, but in uni she annoy me the most

Total opposites, that congruently grew close

Wanted to move down here, but I encourage you to go

Back to London after Studies, cos I was feeling exposed

I mean I didn't want you know, I was losing my home

So much diversions, had me swerving now i'm doing the roads

Hoping to get back to you after moving these o's

I took long, you moved on, I suppose thats how it goes

So... Now the music is solely my focus

Brought me back from the dead when I was at my lowest

If I was Clark Kent, It would be my Lois

DreamWalker the Mixtape, Bout to be explosive (I'm Done)