Codes and Cab Fare

King without a care, frownin' while the crown lay on they head
 Crew recruitin' Huey Newton, chair sittin' hand holding spear
 You was on a star chase, I was in a dark place
 Lookin' for that glair
 Lookin' for that light ahead
 Days got dimmer starin' down that dark tunnel
 Hopin' that you see a glimmer when them walls start crumblin'
 Calls stop comin' in
 People start mumblin'
 Stomach start rumblin'
 Need to hear applause and the fans call once again
 Cab driver make a right, right up at the light
 Destination life
 But stay here for a moment
 I shouldn't be that long just keep the meter goin'
 Keep the meter rollin' while I go in for a few
 Left a song for the little one, tell him Dad cares
 Wish I could've stayed longer, gotta pay this cab fare
 But um, you hopin' better days'll come
 Face to face with reality, no VH1
 I sit back some, Watchin' my niggas that spark live
 That's waitin' for sunraise to penetrate dark clouds
 So I'm standin between vanity and foolish pride
 On 7 Mile and Telegraph where the two collide
 If I'm a man amongst kings and gods, who am I
 For leavin' so many crucified or coup d'etated
 I'm from the D where everything is very do or die
 My will to survive is what's separating you and I
 My memoirs is revolutionary suicide
 Now, who the realist nigga alive? Well you decide
 This rusty .45 is never under-utilized
 What goes down like a logo on a Puma Clyde? Homicide
 Probably on these loudmouth bumbaclots
 Thinking it's cool to walk around not supervised
 But fuck supervision, cuz you and you can get it
 Lately I've been having premonitions of superstition
 But if I stepped into the confessional, who would listen?
 I need to change my ways, show me the new religion
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