Elevators (Sway In The Morning Freestyle)

How would society be if-

How would society be if 2pac were alive today

How many blacks would not have been shot if there was still mlk and

How many people would have careers 4 to the zero 1ks

If they were more focused on things more importan

If jordan avoided his games you see

These are conclusions that I can come to

When I'm stargazing to til I'm below the influence

Inducing seducing hallucinate cuties they moving

All groovy where shits like a movie

Like how can I tell if it's real, how can I tell if it's fake?

How can I tell if intelligence has any relevance when in a mellowest state?

And we got sheisty bitches just rapping to get the paper

I'm a 1996 east atlanta originator

Proliferator of hip hop

Get your spray, your saviour's back

Cracking the whip, mastering every bar is my slave

I'm paving the way, against every rapper in the a now

We're simply talking shit, like what you say now?

I'm not hearing it, I'm not listening, I'm not fucking with you

Toss my ipod in the fucking fireplace

Because the fact that you rap, and rep the a is kind of my disgrace

Get out my face without delay

Cause I refuse to feel out of place

Talking strippers?

Magic city?

Molly's?

You're in the trap?

You mean to tell me that's rap?

Mean to tell me that's just poppin'?

Mean to tell me that's just jumpin'?

That's got this bitch boppin'?

That's why I- wait

It's controlling your mind, it's controlling your mind

And I ain't gotta say it six more times

It's like I'm lost at sea

Oftenly walking cautiously

Constantly people bothering me

Offering me hella prophecies

Profiting off the prodigy

Think I'm blinded but I can see

These people full of off shit I'm just here to give a colostomy

And like the doctors in the building

Which is kind of an oxymoron because all the rappers I be killin'

Which is kind of a big cliche because we've heard that phrase a million

Times, rhymes is evil like sitting in wall street buildings