Madness

I believe you held something back for too long
Everybody want to tell ya the meaning of the music
'Coz everybody else is gonna laugh at me

For better or worse, so let it situate
When you and your cutty is talkin' shit about me outside

And to some it's bad luck
I'm glad I love music and life
In the year three thousand and thirty
They say we're not compatible like deers and cows and owls
When all paths are intersections
So many rules and regulations say you're not allowed

We may act different in some ways
Put in the Smithsonian, my podiums for holy hymns
A lot of white boys like the style and copy
Sell your Marlboro's and car insurance
Meditate on the world and what's occurrin'
When I'm mad as fuck you get shot
To bring it to a close as if life is their role, their path
And everybody thinks that I owe them one
It's not about the separation, it's about the population
And still seen as another face on the totem pole
People try to get over and take a crack at me

Fuck myself off 'coz of the egotistical mode I'm in
I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
When your six foot deep no one hears you now

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
Everybody want to be a producer
If I had to describe the way I survive, it's like vice squeezin'
It grew strong
Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your burdens

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
Dig in something deeper and you'll peep that we're not free
And energy got its own will

But music is there without you or me, we just manipulate
Heathens will breed heathens so

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
Sufferin' and fuck 'em all's the motto
I'm trapped in a bottle, my music's gettin' hollow

Everybody's suspect I must check your ID
And people think they make music still
I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
In the year three thousand and thirty
No, I can't slap you no five

The universe is one and I can see what rap can be glorious
Just because his peers jeer and and clown
That's what happens when humanity you follow

Simple minded people always point the finger

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
'Coz you lookin' sheisty, you might be intelligence
Everybody want to be a DJ
Someone that Del's against, opposite or positive
Conquer, my sponsors are monsters
But you see who's controlling them
The reason I'm black and still breathin'
Paid out the asshole
When I drop the law against nature be faithful
Why should I hate you, we ain't that different?
It all depends on the persons perception
I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
People take pride in what they have no hand in
Where every leak or info is hard to swallow

I must appeal to you people with your faculties
But we still grouped together like a fuckin' survey
'Coz it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight
I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
I get to make records and dough
In the year three thousand and thirty
I smoke herb and rock a turban
Sorta like a phantom holographic handsome

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

But deep inside he wants to do what his man done