Neophyte

Feeling so raw

Living in these times

For raw soul

What are you afraid of?

A weapon in your waist

Playing in the snow

Don't you know they'll break your body?

Don't you know they'll take your body?

And walk away, and walk away

What are you made of?

Is measured by your face

The way your blood flows

I won't let them tell your story

I won't let them steal your glory

And walk away, and walk away

Running friends dance

A loving out of time

Threads fray and glows

Loving so hard

Getting out of line

Enjoy one holds

Sambo in polite society

Rambo in white society

But the duppy dem fright me

But the duppy dem fright me

I mean

Unuh don't slap walk

Prison niggas don't fight

Buy da black or get from cops

Afraid and bossy while we stand non-stop

We insecure in this image of God

We insecure in this image of God

We insecure in this image of God

We insecure in this image of God

So I'm up on the line like a man conman

With the iced out chops and diamond rings

In pursuit of making rent

Security is silent

Licking on my dome in your boyhood

Airmax 90s I could feel fear

My assailants black cactus puppeteers

Roadside hobbies so a mask I haffi wear

So your spirit is wet with the sick

Infirm where I slept with the stick

Thick headed, swollen purple lips

I died that day as you tried for live

Black youth is a killer like bounty

Cah the eagle and the hawk dem surround we

Black youth is a killer like bounty

Cah the eagle and the hawk dem surround we

Feeling so raw

Living in these times

For raw soul

So I'm up on the line like a man conman