Wholy Holy

This isn't lyrical.
This shit is spiritual.
Out of my body lay hands on you like a miracle Nigga.
I make it happen.
Brock magic...
(trick)
Can't you believe I do magic?
This isn't rappin.
(C)
This shit scholastic.
Out of a book straight from a course, you never took.
Like Im the crook.
This game wadn't free.
Im just payin dues.
Bitch ass late fees.
During this credit freeze, when they say hold up.
That shit is illegal, why should I be legal for?
They already tried to discredit my future far.
In the end, we'll see just how that worked out 'forum'.
I be in the hall wit shit, pushin different legislation like a lobbyist.
HEAR...
I think; it's in your best interest I share that Americas a game that really aint played fair.
THERE...
You better make away.
Before they take away.
Your opportunity, and put you out of place.
Since tha bank bought your mortgage you're on borrowed space,
to say you couldn't even afford it in the first place Tom wouldn't have even heard your case.
You can't own your own.
Auto industry plus the housing crisis; mobile home.
Si we regressin yes backwards like we can't move on.
In a depression but they wanna say a recession wrong.
Radio rotation keep on playin the same five songs.
Clear Channel, but nobody sees what's goin on.
Even Marvin Gaye could see the storm,
with a muthafuckin needle in is arm (huh).
I be druggin cause I dont wanna feel like nothin normal.
In a world that will be inherited by the meek and humble.

Until it tumbles,
Brock