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cheikh the message - spirit lyrics

[verse 1: cheikh the message]
yeah…
rolling up where i was raised up ‘for they
raze it all, in the city where it
pays to ball, lately i been spending
time staring at a vacant wall
lackadaisical, everything you consume
soon turn to old news
ironic you shopping at whole foods
freezer turned me to a cold dude
produce with the beat cooking off the
slow juice tryna keep pushing, they don’t
want you to thrive, they ain’t got the drive
whole life they was handed a seat cushion
never neat-looking, frame looking lame
tryna make a name, put a flame in the game
you get blamed, you ashamed
sh-t just remaining the same, get the light
strive for taming the pain, yeah
subwoofers send you to cardiac
is he still a g*nius off the cognac?
n-gg-s whining like “where the alb-m at?”
i just leave ’em deceased like a heart attack, yeah

[hook: cheikh the message]
more sesh(act up), floor left(act up)
vortex(act up), recording the cortex(act up)
flame lit(act up), same sh-t(act up)
sp-ceship(act up), n-gg- too flagrant(act up)
burnt out (act up), third round(act up)
thought you was well-rounded(act up)
now you just whirl round(act up)
n-gg- you swirling (swirling),swirling (swirling)
swirling (swirling), swirling (swirling) (x2)

[verse 2: cheikh the message]
yeah, 222 my n-gg-…yeah
every day be a long day
driving down the road the wrong way
n-gg-s giving me the long face
mary kay with the salon face
heard my n-gg-s tryna crossfade
going ham, we what the lord hates
momma say to keep the strong faith
all my beverage got a strong taste
living life inside a crawl sp-ce
f-ck a chaser, i’m going yohan blake
kept it clean for like four days
then it’s back to your old ways
maybe this is just a long phase
reliving daddy court dates
n-gg- pop up, don’t make the alarmed face
run the chain or get turned to a closed case
i was standing where the path starts
good at running like a track star
black arts that attract hearts and i
really wasn’t tryna match y’all

[verse 3: cheikh the message]
uh, rise and grind the ancestors smile
do you think the same?
i was taking bread pills till i can’t feel
get ill, maybe grip the grain
eyes bloodshot red till i blow like coltrane
giant steps to the bottom of bottles without any
goggles is numbing like novocaine, you know the flow’ll change
act like you know the name, i already been sizing you up
never really been with the fighting but i’m
wildin’ in the night so we can get a little
violent and stuff, my n-gg- night in a rut
might interrupt your garden party, robbing bacardi
then i’m lighting you up, you biting the dust
then i use your -ss as a ashtray while i’m lighting the dutch
self-sabotage like he riding the clutch
y’all made me the man that i am now
you ignored it before, understand now
without some struggle you remain the same
so i’m switching lanes without a handout

- cheikh the message lyrics

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