Cypher14 by buttrockanarchy
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I could teach a motherfucker run rugged in the street
Sleep for weeks in a heap in a park under trees
Divin in the dumpster ‘cause when you’re eatin for free
You’re surrounded by creeps bitches with the bad habit
Of slippin under the fabric for a crushed up Oxy tablet
With your girl by your side and all them eyes are lookin at her
Like a fancy dinner platter I could teach you bout the travel
Rabid dogs gathered lads hassle for tobacco
Dusty roads to a village people so remote and poor
And act like they never seen a white person before
I could teach you bout the cushion, deep breath and relaxation
Week long retreats, deep mindfulness and meditation
Kindred spirits act in harmony, love and compassion
Dancing with the Krishnas in their temple with a fiery passion
I could teach you all what that moments paradise was like
But I’d rather teach these kids to shut up and pass the mic
- Genre
- Hip Hop