Chekov by Khama (US) Lyrics

[Verse]
Rap is feeling like entropy
That caption's not meant to be taken so literally
But that's the legacy
Talk slick, keep composure and stabilize
Or run the risk of doing something that ain't advised
We ain't alive for no reason, my hope
Pregnant with the promise, hindsight
Travail with the zygote, gave birth to a zeitgeist
Limelight, grapevines inebriation
Mind your business, travel in straight lines like depreciation
They say fame is bright and fickle
I said "That's okay, I like a riddle"
Said all that to say raise up my mic a little
Mr. Hyphеn, middle-skillful hype-man
Civil like a whitе man who killed some high school kids and cries
Reveals a troubled life, a social justice all digital
It's no chance, get on coat
Pull up by the bootstraps or get with the program
Vices, shootin' dice on the road
My jewelry froze, you know you bitin' styles
I'm cold, you're chewing ice
What's your obsession? Drama?
The smoke gonna be your lesson
Guns like Chekhov, loaded weapons, got you asking loaded questions
Draw a blank like a clean slate
Be back in three days with the stone rolled away
Heard a tone, who's to say?