Today isn't just any occasion My button-ups a n***a and their jackets Caucasian Oh, black and white crimes is the justification Go tired to separate them from their closest relation Cause ***, a n***a actions like acceleration And if I die before you die, I'll be in hell awaiting I'm a sick-minded freak, six minds kinda think Sick, kind, blinded, geek, found life by hide and seek I plumb the steep, few times a week The lines mesquite, the blindest streak Yeah, life is a bitch cause she kinda speak Then go behind your spinal structure cause she sly and weak Four bars left and I'm a lot in the street When a crosswalk is met by a 90 degree Two bars and going before that light turn green One bar incoming, blink to the next scene Bitch, I'm a red camera scaring all of you amateurs Me and my dangerous wolves, I run the Los Angeles dope In the candidate's canister, green cannabis Write mellow hype on the banners to get my analysts I like how being analysts tell them stick to the manuscript I think with the same hand I've read Breaking grams down with my words, my bond Like I write with my dick, the night is crypt Bitch, mellow hype I illustrate the past that I journey Can't nobody see me, nor can somebody hurt me Flow contagious like a herpy at the tip of a slurpee Straw that you draw in your effective cause, friend I illustrate the past that I journey Can't nobody see me, nor can somebody hurt me Flow contagious like a herpy at the tip of a slurpee Straw that you draw in your effective cause, friend Close your eyes Close your eyes What do you see? What do you see? I said close your eyes Close your eyes Close your eyes What do you see? I see nothing sometimes, I see nothing but rhymes Mental crimes, fulfill the lonely chimes and percussion Melodies of keys are the remedies of ease The only sneeze is a snare blowing smoke in the air I see the wear and tear emotions falling off your nary shoulder Browsing the I don't care folder seems to be the escape Determination is the key, you gotta let go of faith And everyone you gave your faith to So faithful, ungrateful, they make you and they make you sad Hop out your passenger seat, heated, catching a cab The fiasco just opened up a closed gap Sore feelings, more feelings, your feelings collaborate But boom, boom What do you see? Put your hands up, put your hands up, nigga Put your hands up, put your Close your eyes Close your eyes Close your eyes Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah No more hype, nigga Numbers Numbers Taking over this *** For life Put that on my grandmama's grandmama, nigga Close your eyes, bitch Take this dick What do you see? What do you see? I sunrise to a sunrise In the same clothes from yesterday's Though the umpire is unsound My team is a squad who works to make a plate Look for tomorrow today, it's what I always say Cause if tomorrow's today, then I'm just a blink away I find my happiness through all of this rapping *** If it wasn't for rapping ***, I'd be present with gas and bricks The cat that scratched the itch, my skin is irritated Eyes low from weed smoke, ***, I'm clearly shaded Sailor jerry shots, bottle tops inebriated Afraid to look in the mirror to see I really made it I know this hour passed, I shout out a hourglass Matter can't overpower mass if it really matters I live in the moment and not a minute after Count the page numbers, I write the next chapter My feet are on the ground Then I'ma touch the sky First I'ma roll this L, light it And I'ma get real high But I'ma seize the moment And you ask why Why I'ma seize the moment And not let you pass me by Walk into the light I know it's gloomy Find your own way home Eventually you'll see Life lessons get told more than a eulogy Cruelty in the cruelty In the cruelty, stinging like a pool of bees You can't smoke if you ain't brewed of weed You ain't *** without some jewelry I got some homegrown and my gold on Like what you do to me No gun around me But I murder brutally, veritably, suitably Ready for battle In the battlefield, use my badge for shields And a Mustang, horse-ridden saddle Exist in a world full of hassle I gotta graduate so I can flip my tassel in life And look forward to what's next Until death parts my body and my lungs run out of breath It's O.F. Man, I'ma touch the sky First I'ma roll this L, light it And I'ma get real high But I'ma seize the moment And you ask why Why I'ma seize the moment And not let you pass me by Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ Apachâ