Take a Moment

I take a moment to think then I continue on
 They say no one can really understand you 'til you're gone
 But how could they be positive
 The only thing we got in common is the rhymin'
 But in time I'll show you what a prophet is
 I'm walking through the streets at midnight
 Rolled L's looking like pinstripes
 As I pronounce lyrical insights
 And stretch your kid across the map
 Stand behind my lines like a quarterback
 Never make a living off distorted fact
 Recording tracks at how I translate to my fan base
 So they can understand and see my mental landscape
 They think they know a man's face
 No surprise 'cause they look you in their eyes
 But they judge you by your handshake
 Welcome to the times of the brand name
 Where they fertilize you with lies it's gonna burn when I fan flames
 I get depressed thinking things can't change
 I guess I could be wrong but I think it's real strange
 How we fetishize the fame make me shiver like touching cold metal on a chain
 To sensuous facts, some cats in the game barely have a tenuous grasp
 Saying they're the best but where the fuck's the evidence at?
 When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
 Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin'
 Quick to judge me (for real check it)
 Born alone die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
 When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
 Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin
 Quick to judge me (for real check it)
 The mic's my religion, the system is the devil's lasso (yo)
 I take a moment to breath and then I inhale
 Chem trails follow my flight, flyer than Denzel
 I take a minute to chill and then I work more
 It's worth more when you know exactly what you work for
 I take a second to consider the fact
 I keep consistently shitting on these niggas that rap
 Put my city on my back and my back at the wind
 Then put it on the back burner, back at it again
 Took a bit of a sabbatical, traveled another avenue
 And ended up, back in the trap I never traffic through
 Only take a second in the blood to get adapted to
 But fuck with the dominion in Virginia it's a wrap for you
 Really want power I can tell you about
 How you were either that nigga or you just Dwight Howard
 You really that nice or you sniffin' white powder
 My brother kept tellin' me I'm breakin' the mics
 I ain't really sayin nothin' maybe savin' a life
 And Awon keep telling me I'm takin it light
 I'm too nice when I spit it I should say it with spite
 They both right and I gotta take a minute to admit that
 To proceed politely to push in a niggas shit back
 Flow conversation on delivery is gift wrap
 Victimize the first nigga to spit a diss track
 Grandmama gave you that chain, get yo shit back
 When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
 Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin'
 Quick to judge me (for real check it)
 Born alone die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne
 When the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
 Every man for theyself in this land we be gunnin'
 Quick to judge me (for real check it)
 The, the mic's my religion, the system is the devil's lasso