Twofifteen Lyrics - Black Thought

Two fifteen 

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Yo 

The big wheel keep turnin' like Ikes and Anna Maes 

The church kitchen hustle dinners every Saturday 

Pull over, let me grab a plate, I tend to gravitate 

Towards how fish dinners from a styrofoam platter taste 

My granddaddy sported a plaid Donny Hathaway 

Hustlin' for everything we had, 'til he passed away 

When I would ask about what path to take 

He used to laugh and say, "No man is an island but I'm a castaway" 

Casualties, I seen 'em like the French Foreign Legion 

On the streets, they used to carry out bizzare procedures 

In jean jackets and Jabbar, Adidas 

Back when local R&B was just as soulful as orthopedics 

Me and my man, twistin' up some reefer and 

Wishin' we knew On The Town, hitman in the lights of sand 

Christian, on the edge of existence, man, listen 

Understand respect and fear was the all-American ambition 

For badass kids in the laundromat, foldin' a load 

Well lo' and behold, a whole 'nother fork in the road 

My wish for them is that the truth is eventually told 

Out on the corner, where whatever you can sell is sold 

I heard murder ran, as vast as deserted land 

Since back when Burning Man was blacks in Birmingham 

Before the presidential election diversion scam 

Matter fact, before they clapped Franz Ferdinand 

You gossip on Jay and Beyonce or Kim and Kanye 

But keep risin' to the top, what my mind say 

Picture my daughter drinkin' water with a sign 

Say, "For colored girls," I ain't talkin' Ntozake Shange 

Who said it's cynical? I was a king and general 

Rich in every resource, precious metal and mineral 

Before the devil entered the land of the plentiful 

With that Jamaican funk, gotta get it into who 

For generations under God, indivisible 

Psych ward patience, vampires in a interview 

Become institutionalized, what a nigga do 

But what we had to do to survive, none o' them could do 

Who the technical culprit, I don't mess with no vultures 

I'm electrical voltage, not the regular dosage 

Too obsessive compulsive, I'm a fuckin' explosive 

Mixed message in a bottle, I left with the postman 

I'm that arachnophobia, black petroleum 

Ceremoniously holy when at the podium 

Even though it's hotter than weapons-grade plutonium 

The people tryna check for the return of the Ichiban 

Obi-Wan universe, you owe me one solid 

My homie Gonzalez, only know gun violence 

On the corner where they prob'ly on they 21 Savage 

Catch two in your cabbage, Young Cesar Chavez 

Revision one, yo, where we get our rhythm from? 

Continuum, still swingin' like a pendulum 

Here the women come, sing it like Sarah Vaughan 

Heard 9th up in a house, from North Carilon' 

Ain't no mannequin challenge, but y'all paralyzed 

It's gettin' cold outside, a word from the wise 

Y'all niggas better bundle up but I bet it be a hotter summer 

Not for nothin' yo, the cops get down, especially when it come to us 

Nigga better be a Rockefeller 

Get that out your pocket fella, sayin' in acapella 

Ain't a damn thing really changed as far as I can tell it 

Another soul with no name, the helicopters hunted 

Look like a couple of days before the doctor comin' 

But that's my little cousin, watch him for me 

I think the world tryna sock it to me 

It kinda feel like everything is out of pocket for me 

Who keep it a hundred when everything's partial? 

Dignity and sanity is what the game cost you 

Wake up to the paddles on your chest, we had lost you 

I'm just paintin' a picture like Kerry James Marshall 

I'm just takin' a picture like Carrie Mae Weems 

So smile and say cheese, we in 2018 

In a pyramid scheme, nightmares and day dreams 

From the runaway slave, to a modern day king 

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