All I Need - X-Raided

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

I’m so smooth like suede Pumas in 86'

When it was all good

Wasn’t nobody on that shady shit

Nigga 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 nigga I don’t know you

Staring in the mirror like, «Nigga 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

Bloc Star!

Raised in inferno

Look into my eyes

And see the fire

(X-Raided!)

Bloc Star baby!