[N]AMESAK[E]

[N]AMESAK[E]

By [ J ] [ P ] l a i [ N ]

Produced by J. Cole

Lyrics:

Visions of my grandfather staring at me
Never had to meet Jim O’hara to know he family
Never seem him yet know the resemblance uncanny
Honor him By grinding risking sanity for these grammies
Sitting back
Trapped in the glass
Aghast the vast amassed facts of my past
Wondering if they’ll lash back
Anger and pain replaced the blood in my veins
For 19 years
Wondering why no real father figures appeared
Ill be the first to admit it
I’m a bit weird
Man enough to admit
I’ve shed more than just a few tears
No One can measure the pain my heart feels
Wonder why I’m emotionless after all these years
Cursed the sky for taking you before my first year
Had no one in which to console and share my deepest fears
Till i
Meet you
Feel unconditional love
Tired of being under
Forced to wonder gazing above
When I look to the sky
I see no fucking Gods
No fucking angels either
Logic led to religious facade
Death of a fable
More pain for cane but don’t think I’ll be able
Going inane no longer can I stay stable
See life
Don’t stay trapped behind a fucking book
This the shit mama said close your eyes at
Don’t fucking look
These the subjects most rapper wouldn’t mention in they hooks
This the flow that’s got your whole fucking families craniums shook
Decided to take a look
To see you gracefully sitting
Chillin
On a golden throne
Watching over you grandson
For moments of pain to let yourself be known
And be the rock I needed in a family full of these dull stones
Know you had a plan for me
Perfect life picked out
Gave me to your third daughter
The last yet most thought about
Black sheep of the family
Had experience with burden
It’s because of her these life lessons
I’m slowly learning
So in the meantime
While I wait for your sign
I’ll stay solo and blow up
On my own time
Own grind
Own shine
Own mind
Spit the
Illest lines
No way
I’ll stay
On these
Sidelines
This passion
Has a pure reaction
When the instrumental starts
I’m finally relaxing on the inside
Yet on the exterior I’m going ham
Pouring out my soul For every fan
Going dumb
Bay in me
Say it regretfully
I love where I’m from
Breaking Down
Counterintuitive
To what I’m trying get done
If I don’t smoke weed
Rage every week
Get under hella sheets
I’m the target for these bias critics
It’s sad
The thought process of most I associate with
They wonder why I’ve been AWOL for a bit
How can you talk shit
I’m trying to better myself
Build a throne in which I can sit
A network of wealth to play with
I’ll put money on one thing though
When new shit drops
And your waiting in line for my show
You’ll claim you were there at the start
Yo jimmy let me get backstage
I love that song you played
Never talked shit I swear let’s rage
Everyone of you
Know I keep a mental check
Who’s been here for years
Months
Down to the last sec
A lyrical genius
That’s the Rakim in me
If my releases ain’t a testament
You blindly see
What real skill
And pure will
Matched with a mind state
That’s for a long term career
With a dash of mass appeal
Lady grey independent deal
That’s Approved and sealed
Thrown together to make up my skill
Just by this bar
Look how I’ve progressed so far
Fuck it
My last thought
Better yet
My dying will
In your brain let this sear
In your decisions let this steer
In your emotions let this brings fear
Lady Grey on the come up
Its is our fucking year