View!
I just woke up from a dream
In a time machine
That cutlass supreme
We pull up on the scene
And I swear my uncle was clean
And me
I'm seven years old
I didn't know what life mean
See I was riding' shotgun
He was bumpin' the God MC
And Eric B
Who would've known years later
That that was me
That was evolution I ain't tellin' lies
The revolution won't be televised
Made a substitution out the startin' 5
Had to give Tidy a breather
Cause Dr. View was comin'
She need Time to conceive him
Yo the universe don't make mistakes
Time don't stop it don't take no brakes
Time is money here to crack the safe
I lost faith in what these rappers say
All day I used to track that weight
Thank God I ain't locked away
He let me ride like Dr Dre
I know what you thinkin' I am not The Game
I know what you thinkin' I am not Nas
I'm Chris McCain from the East Side
Where niggas kill over street signs
Throw up gang signs throw up peace signs
Choose wisely in this lifetime
Stand in line love mankind
But not more than your own kind
Don't ride waves or no co-signs
All my homies dead or in jail, literally
And I'm still here thank God for considering me
I'm not playin wit y'all lyrically
I'm playin wit y'all spiritually
I'm not playin wit y'all physically
Y'all gone feel me this is history
My ancestors in this Hennessy
I pour it out for they memories
My ancestors in this champagne
All they spirits and all they pain
I'm drinkin' spirits just to celebrate
And like they spirits ima elevate
I'm drinkin' spirits just celebrate
And like they spirits ima elevate
Let the record play (ahh)
I cannot recall you gentle
Yet through your heavy love
I have become
An image of your once-delicate flesh
Split with deceitful longings.
When strangers come and compliment me
Your aged spirit takes a bow
Jingling with pride
But once you hid that secret
In the center of your fury
Hanging me
With deep breasts and wiry hair
Your own split flesh
And long-suffering eyes
Buried in myths of little worth.
But I have peeled away your anger
Down to its core of love
And look mother
I am a dark temple
Where your true spirit rises
Beautiful tough as chestnut
Stanchion against nightmares of weakness
And if my eyes conceal
A squadron of conflicting rebellions
I learned from you
To define myself
Through your denials