The Oracle

I gave my heart to these lyrics
can never say I ain't give you big screens
Ark of the Pyrex
to my soldiers fed them fish tea
Part of it quiet
but the shoulder stripe Givenchy
You with me?
We working hard till we see this milli
So in Pandora's box I kept a key of Whitney
Foreign ghost ride the curb
this ain't no Mitsubishi
You see the sparkle on the beam
this ain't from Mr. Sheen
I got this validation from feins I was in my teens
Ayo these locals spots a breeze
i need the seven seas
Echo Nokia sounds it make my gang complete
How can I not compete
I'm plug and the socket free
They tired to stop us eat
the judge ran his mockeries huh
Six deep like a hockey team
Many mistakes but I made it through the jungle clean
While the streets are eager
to get you locked, stabbed or shot
We dealt with a lot at the table like Lancelot
In Camelot around some circles
but I span the box
They ran our block
cause we birth hustlers and we handle ops
Quarter brick in dots I had to man the loss
Yg bought a crop
cause that cocaine serving man too much
They charged my darg with a AM was only self defence
And Josh Molnar got off of his murder
shit don't make no sense
Lost them shackles
but our freedom still at their dispense
I gotta give you man the real
on how we loosing friends
If you a pawn
then you sacrifice to make a move
But when you king
you gotta calculate it's all on you
I know a man who lost it on the follow through
Anywhere I go my name honourable

Pull up in a foreign coop
Anytime I drop they saying Rena he the oracle
I was doing hand to hands this shit go back historical
Petrol prices rising but man still can get that oil through
Farrakhan In Fendi pharmaceuticals endurable
Set up on the block I need a store or two
Birds of a feather in my fortitude
I'm store you
I don't want a piece I want all of you

I don't want the hand they give the candidate
Amputate, easy with the mirror don't cross contaminate
Youngin doing numbers but he stay up in her magistrates
We gotta fix the cycles
Yeah we getting Rich
but when we lit still wanna pitch our rivals
I don't know what it is
feel it in the air tonight like Phil Collins
Knew that I was a rare breed
connected like the steering colum
Just being honest
Tu Pacs had me notorious
like Christopher Wallace
Big russian on U Cranium
if he think he brolic
Biochemicals in the chamber
looking metabolic
We need quantum solace
Got the hood in a frenzy from the franchise
No bad luck from magpies
It's PC that we stand by
I grew up walking land mines
The youngins throwing gang signs
It's diffferent when it's that time results of the bad mind
And that's why

Pull up in a foreign coop
Anytime I drop they saying Rena he the oracle
I was doing hand to hands this shit go back historical
Petrol prices rising but man still can get that oil through
Farrakhan In Fendi pharmaceuticals endurable
Set up on the block I need a store or two
Birds of a feather in my fortitude
I'm store you
I don't want a piece I want all of you yeah