Utopia (feat. Collard)

I've been waiting for the perfect time to shoot, ooh

I've come way too far to play these games with you, ooh

Utopia, my paradise is burnin'

You hate to see that I'm learnin'

My fears get thrown in the furnace

I've been waiting for the perfect time to shoot, ooh

My fingers dance around the barrel

A barrel full of laughter

The trees loud enough to make me paro

They try to throw stones on my shadow

My posture more Van Gogh, attire more regal

I dress like a man of the people

A crown on my chest, I see death through the peephole

I see death and just mud him

I don't fear no evil

I don't say I'm sorry

Regret was my teacher

Now they look at, they look at me like their speaker

I guess I should speak up

When it's time to speak, they a no-show

Vocal cords stressed from progress

Ten stacks on practice, hours and hours

Sleep cycles on seconds

Wasted, servin' that potent

But they don't check content

Never pardon my context, I stand by mine

Never ran off on family, I stand by mine

Principles I crafted, morals wavered at times

I felt my lowest, I felt no coping

Mechanisms could help me, my star sign stubborn

My mind's been made, be the greatest or nothing

I was so sure, my skin supple like steel

That spotlight mine, gave a fuck how you feel

My belly still feel empty, I dare you to tempt me

People died for less, seen mothers cry for more

Justice was never served for skin darker than yours

(Justice was never served for skin darker than yours)

I've been waiting for the perfect time to shoot, ooh

I've come way too far to play these games with you, ooh

Utopia, my paradise is burnin'

You hate to see that I'm learnin'

My fears get thrown in the furnace

I've been waiting for the perfect time to shoot, ooh

It's the same shit

New wounds from old faces, gracious

I barely stepped out the matrix

Heinous, parasites and traitors, heinous

But my spirit can't be wavered, amazing

Me and my passion stood adjacent

My only worry, she look at me like we strangers

I've seen you naked when your heart was still vacant

You've seen me weak enough to tell you we might make it

That's what we wanted

If a **** kills a ****, that's one more **** for the profit

One less, one less body in a prison

One less, one less story 'bout a victim

Channel 5, paint me as the killer

Pay me like the winner

Hope that keep me silent

Hope they keep me silent, yeah

So much power in my silence

It was nights like this

It was days like those

I would sit in my room

Cross-legged and focused

Listening to the blues

That Boo Boo Davis

Mama, I'm so tired

All sounds like the same shit

I cried so much, took the salt from my pores

Rub the sweat in my wounds, took a vow for the cause

You can take my life, they gon' remember me more

As a man of my action as a man of my words