Текст песни
When rocks cry out
And tear drops dry out
Damaged souls
who carry poles
Let shots fly out
Tried to end it all
like bushwick with one eye out
It wasn't in the plans though
Let them thoughts die out
Rico murked Mekhi out
Snatched the bag with the bricks
Halves and zips
Making swerves til five got a class at six
Mattress flips
Project baby
Right where the jacket zips
stash the 32 in the moncler
Like a activist
Peace to Bobby Seale
Shots left the body still
A master teachers son got killed
Left on the Audi wheel
Pops was tryna save the people
Son was out there needing help
Got caught up in the midst of the streets
And got took off the shelf
The master teacher cry's out
Conflicted with his use of time
Knowledge is infinite
It's always more truth to find
MCs will kick a illusive rhyme
About how they used to shine
Ain't nothing worse than niggas with money
But got a stupid mind
Dam. hold the babies close
The best talent ain't make the most money
But had my favorite quotes
But couldn't get a shaderoom post
The master teacher died broke
The drug dealer died rich
Guess niggas just don't buy books
They way that niggas buy bricks
Trae Young crossing five Knicks
And bowing as he ends the show
Tragic like the end of blow
The down south Domencio
The master teachers son died
Got hit up on that one side
I call him just to confide
Because I can feel my brothers pain
Lost youth who been brought up to shoot
Drowning in the rain
The staircase pyramid in Mexico
Is incredible
Artifacts