Lyrics Oxygen - Kembe X

Feelin' broke than a bitch
Still smilin' like I had a deal
Picture is so off and I already know how that'd feel
At the moment, pacin' back and fourth and sippin' Chamomile
Spirit dragon through the gravel headed to the battlefield
I rap for reparations, fuck your aspirations
I slap a referee, this ain't no fuckin' game
Yea, I hear your mumbling
But I don't speak your fuckin' language
All I hear inside my head is constant affirmations
Acid braindead
Touched on some wisdom that was difficult to ascertain when
Stuck in the bushes where we feel we goin' backwards
Don't it?
I mean, it's scary how we put our faith in rappers
Ain't it?
My thoughts are entertainment
I recall the living room
Me and Wiley gettin' high up in the basement
Grindin' just to cop some tickets, tryin' to rock some stages
With the world in a condition that is rather flagrant
We invented a concoction that can end a player

One for the oxygen, two for the light
Three for the breath, nigga, breath nigga, breath nigga
Four for my fuckin' folks that have gone and left
So I'm crushing all five mics, I reserve the right
It's all so many reasons to live
I just wanna be like a tree in the hill
So it's seeds in the coldest season
I stand tall, so y'all
Only option is to disagree and forgive

Rainbow and arrow archer drench from a brainstorm
Hit my knees and pray Lord turn me to a flamethrower
Rallyin' my people cause it's a rare to see a pharaoh march
And guess up there is more important shit than what you came for
Fuck an attitude adjustment, control internal banter
I don't see what the fuss is
There's anthems in them tantrums
My heart's become a lantern, I'm searchin' for Atlantis
Young grasshopper turned into a praying mantis
Best believe I'm chasin' answers, rollin' to dumbfoundedness
With rare moments of clarity
So I do drugs cause they enhance 'em
At the point I hit my knees before I say a stanza
Keep my distance leavin' niggas at a disadvantage

One for the oxygen, two for the light
Three for the breath, nigga, breath nigga, breath nigga
Four for my fuckin' folks that have gone and left
So I'm crushing all five mics, I reserve the right
It's all so many reasons to live
I just wanna be like a tree in the hill
So it's seeds in the coldest season
I stand tall, so y'all
Only option is to disagree and forgive

One for the gun-toter, fun blower, bitch getter
Two for the white collar condescending rich nigga
Three for the fruit of an idea when a spliff lit
Mind over matter, bitch, mind your fuckin' business

Just let me cast this off the bottom of A-N-W-Bottle
Xanny got me feelin' hollow, shit, life can be hard to swallow
In my vision the tunnel ends our limbs lookin' like branches
Foreign dollars for leave, shit look like Monopoly
I believe monogamy is cursed by monotony
Came bearin' oxygen, trynna breath, follow me