Bloccstar baby!
X-Raided!

[Hook]
It's so true
All I need is a beat to flow to, I'm old school
Banging on the tables, spitting verses
Fuck Pro-Tools
Let the flow show you how to capture my groove
(X-Raided!)
Give me a snare and a kick drum and I'm cool

[Verse 1]
I'm so smooth like suede Pumas in 86'
When it was all good
Wasn't nobody on that shady shit
N***a that ain't no Shady diss
Don't take it like some shady shit
I'm just saying
You get it twisted, I'll give you more funk than some baby shit
Back in 86
I was in Alabama with my poppa
In Prichard, on the outskirts of Mobile
So real
Momma tired of her son getting suspended for getting kicked out of class
Sent my ass to my dad in a last
Ditch effort, to save me from the gutter
But I felt abandoned, started not to love her (damn)
Started not to trust her (man)
Poppa wasn't the type to give a hug up
Or even say he love you
He too busy selling drugs up
What the fucks up?
Sent me back to Cali, "You don't want me here"
Man, I've been lonely here
Damn, it's been a lonely year
Besides God, my only fear is death
Well, that's not true
My only fear is the unknown
And n***a I don't know you
Staring in the mirror like, "N***a I don't know you"
Like alzheimer's
I let my notebook provide a reminder
I reacquaint myself with myself
And wonder how it got so bad
When I got back to California, summer 86'
When my grandma had a massive heart attack (damn)
My momma saw what happened (swear?)
I never got my momma back
The trauma cracked, my momma heart, broke her spirit
Hope my momma
Did (?) in my lyrics
Love you baby, just to clear it from the table
Wash the plate, watch the snake
Don't you cry, go wash you face
I can't blame you for my mistakes
You wasn't able to stop my case
From happening
I know you prayed
I'm trapped
Within the labyrinth of my conscience
And I'm so afraid
I'll never get to grow up and fade
With gray hair
And hold you close and stay there
When you go to praise
God and (?), Holy Ghost
No one knows how it feels
In my own soul
Grim Reaper embrace, it's so cold
I'm spinning out of control
I need some help
Cause even Jesus felt the burn
"He said take this cup from me, I am death
You can't run from me, I'll come for you
If you don't come for me"
It's ugly, but it's beautiful too, just like a lie
Can be hideous but then be proven as true"
So fuck a coupe, fuck a pretty girl
You get it?
It's a pretty world
Be a globetrotter, fuck a city girl
You get it?
Go to Harlem, go to Paris, go to Egypt
See the pyramids
And know there is ain't no reason
To have fear to live
Or a reason to have your fear give your time
A dime
Or a damn, as a minority
I'm reporting thee
Shit I see
Recorded and storied thee
Validated authority
As a king, to keep it coming
I pour it on the track like porridge
And I pour it like syrup
On a pancake and I serve it
For a handshake
So go on and admit man
The man's great
Look into my damn face
You can't deny it, I'm king of my damn state
I can't shake the feeling
I was meant to be more
And to see more
Need to eat more, beats rich
C'mon feed me Seymour
I'm in the lead, ain't no need to keep score
I'm never lead but I glow
I got my own aura, homie you can keep yours
You want war, we devour your soul from your body
Like a scissor
I see you're in fear cause I can eat your
Lyrics then I leave more
Lyrics on the beat for
People too, appreciate me for
Follow me the leader
See what they hate me for
Cause they can't do it like X
I am thee lord
They tell you they don't like X
But in private, they listen and they bite X
God bear witness as I write this
He's right here
In present tense he's right here
Why you think all that light there?
I'm shining, I'm grinding
I'm ahead of y'all by lightyears
All you gotta do is say my name
And it strike fear
(X-Raided!)
Nefarious, I'm the last and the next greatest
Contemplate your next statement, haters
[Hook]

Bloc Star!

Raised in inferno
Look into my eyes
And see the fire

(X-Raided!)

Bloc Star baby!