Church / Liquor Store (feat. Noname)

They ask you, what's the cause and effect

Of doobies packed in they fat

Now you calling collect

They booby trapping the trap

The police pulling a pulley, you fall for it

You Silly Putty, you outta shape

Fuck running, you'll catch a case

I can't relate to half of my relatives

My genetics is felony

Buying low and reselling it

They told me, tell a story

I'm like, why not mine?

Shit, everybody taking pictures

I'm like, why not Vine?

And grew up from the ground up

It look like I'm a vine

It's rarity in my realness

Yeah, I'm a fine diamond-in-the-rough type

Rough type, rough housing in roadhouse

Like rugby, lovely, when you hear the lick

Little kick like Chun Li

Funny kids that I hoop with, all in county

County black bodies hunt 'em down, look like bounties

Bound to be on the block

A little while longer than your homies

This why home is what don't kill you make you stronger

Call Obama, Jesus, Yeezus

He can save Chicago from the demons

And the deacons when it's the end

Yeah, dodged precincts as pre-teens

Let's pretend we're privileged

Not deceased, addicted

It look like funeral home, church

Church, liquor store

Corner store, dreadhead

Deadly, ditto

10-4, 10 foes from

Cicero to Central but

Was told, let it go

Didn't know who to hit, though

And that's church, barber shop

Bottle I got

From the liquor store on Cicero

I ain't 21, but he didn't know

Bad habits at wrong places at wrong times

A stray bullet will take your first born

Like the tenth plague I'm the new pharaoh

My phone line forever open for prayer to fallen soldiers

Ain't fair when they in my pen I do thank God

They say preach like Kool-Aid high

From beginning to end

That's alpha and omega

My city, the same ghost that made Lupe cry

Soon as you loosen up your grip

You lost and lose your life

I loosen a dread from every time

I gotta wash the cigarette smoke from outta my hair

Like, how I'm not dead?

Going on twenty soon

They say I changed, that's a fitting room

I'm still the same kid that didn't speak when we were in the school

I just got a mic now

I turned so real, ****, I just knocked a white gal

And fuck who you think I sound

Like I'm a legend in the making

Like the director's cut of I Am Legend

And I'm fed up with the fuck comparison

These **** don't got the truth that y'all want, do they?

Think I'm lying? Then plan a trip to Chicago today

I was 15, they was fucking with me

There's no logic in love, but there's no love in the street

And it like

Funeral home, church

Church, liquor store

Corner store, dreadhead

Deadly, ditto

Silhouette

Chalk outline, sketch

It's not safe outside

When they want your neck

Now that's church, barbershop

Bottle I got

From the liquor store on Cicero

I ain't 21, but he didn't know

They sold, they sold

They sold prison the way they pipeline

Systematically lifeline

Erase all ****, they're so bulletproof from the law

Law abiding citizens shot, Willie Lynch

Do crack now, make the new letters shiny

Now we pray King Kunta

And I hope the grave don't find me

I do my E and J kindly, I'll do my time when it's time

And sometimes the Bible tastes like marmalade

My mommy still sipping

Politician, ol' Donald Duck, a quackin' new kitchen

They kept the melting pot inside the slave plot, watch

They gentrified your neighborhood, no need for cops, watch

Look at the yoga pants, coffee shops, and yogurt stands

Consumerism holy land, and on the other hand

My momma land, it look like

Funeral home, church

Church, liquor store

Corner store, dreadhead

Dead end

Man, get 'em people hell bro on life

Let 'em know you feeling, yo, let 'em know what's going on bro

Free us every chance you get

Free my **** Marl, free Jimmy press, man, free us, yo

Let 'em know, yo, keep us alive out there in them verses, yo)

On the real bro

Alright, love, bro, take care bro, care of my brother

Tell Fresh I say I love him, tell him, when you see Squeeky

(Tell him I love him, take care of your bro, say I say what's up?

I salute you bro, you sent ol' gran them pictures, right?

Aight bro, I love you bro, I'ma talk to you in a minute bro

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