The Black Ace - Loved Ones Lyrics

Ooo
Next to fit in the room, take a number
There's always time to reflect when you're another number
At least they consider it that, check the staff that governs
All uniform, they Mario the plumber
There's so much more in store, man, I really can't explain it
They big up little rappers, they Goliath the David
I've been
Building an ark
'Cause a voice in my head told me to
Build up my art
There's no choice, I'm all set
To take the bullet in the arm, face the bull heads up like Montana
My face getting famous for my skull
Nick Cannon, host of many things, plenty rings
That's finger food for the kids in this
I probably should be kidding, but I'm not
There's no more riding Razors in my cousin's parking lot
Driveway, "whatever I say goes"
I know you heard that line a lot
I wonder if I'll say that as a Father 'cause I was taught to overcome
But it took me years to learn to ask for help, was almost done
I still struggle with that
I kinda like having this weight on my back
That's kinda sick, I guess I'm really tripping
But tell me this: at what age did your heart get to gripping for no reason?
Middle of the bold season, irony is funny like that
I got some starch in my cap
Keep it straight, government tales, the crowd wails
Rats running for cheese instead of office to stop officers from making us bleed
Making us cry, I'm watching us die
Not just on the screen, the empathy is harder to find
Harder to grind, so we grind it up like Jamaica
Throw it back, sharing with another stranger, oh Lord
I can't say your name in vain because it hurts
I can't say your name for fear I'm doing worse
I won't delete your messages until I find what the message is
The reason I won't stop writing cursive
The treason that conflicts with my purpose
The ringleader of this whole circus
The number one, undone slice of life
Ace, baby
Oh, so you think we gonna laugh when you shooting us those texts?
Man, you looking like an ass, real goofy
Call you out, I ain't stupid
I consider you an enemy now
Obsessed with royalty but you ain't never getting the crown
True colors shown, reflected in the fool's gold
Can't even get you a lab and now you sitting in the pound
Timeout for this 2 year old getting too bold
The real never leaves me 'cause I filter out my soul
Matter fact, we ain't enemies
'Cause that would mean you worth some of my energy
I said it once before, I ain't think the Lord has sent for me yet
Check yourself, letters straight from the vet
Heaven-sent (Heaven...or hell)
Or Hellbent, on twisting rods of steel with my bare hands
While staring calmly up from the sand
Usually, I don't do this but it's time to release
Aristotle of the East
And they know (They know, they know)
They know, they know, they know
And they know, they know, they know
And you know
And they know
And they know, they know, they know
And they know, they know, they know
And they know, and they know

Ooo
Next to fit in the room, take a number
There's always time to reflect when you're another number
At least they consider it that, check the staff that governs
All uniform, they Mario the plumber
There's so much more in store, man, I really can't explain it
They big up little rappers, they Goliath the David
I've been
Building an ark
'Cause a voice in my head told me to
Build up my art
There's no choice, I'm all set
To take the bullet in the arm, face the bull heads up like Montana
My face getting famous for my skull
Nick Cannon, host of many things, plenty rings
That's finger food for the kids in this
I probably should be kidding, but I'm not
There's no more riding Razors in my cousin's parking lot
Driveway, "whatever I say goes"
I know you heard that line a lot
I wonder if I'll say that as a Father 'cause I was taught to overcome
But it took me years to learn to ask for help, was almost done
I still struggle with that
I kinda like having this weight on my back
That's kinda sick, I guess I'm really tripping
But tell me this: at what age did your heart get to gripping for no reason?
Middle of the bold season, irony is funny like that
I got some starch in my cap
Keep it straight, government tales, the crowd wails
Rats running for cheese instead of office to stop officers from making us bleed
Making us cry, I'm watching us die
Not just on the screen, the empathy is harder to find
Harder to grind, so we grind it up like Jamaica
Throw it back, sharing with another stranger, oh Lord
I can't say your name in vain because it hurts
I can't say your name for fear I'm doing worse
I won't delete your messages until I find what the message is
The reason I won't stop writing cursive
The treason that conflicts with my purpose
The ringleader of this whole circus
The number one, undone slice of life
Ace, baby
Oh, so you think we gonna laugh when you shooting us those texts?
Man, you looking like an ass, real goofy
Call you out, I ain't stupid
I consider you an enemy now
Obsessed with royalty but you ain't never getting the crown
True colors shown, reflected in the fool's gold
Can't even get you a lab and now you sitting in the pound
Timeout for this 2 year old getting too bold
The real never leaves me 'cause I filter out my soul
Matter fact, we ain't enemies
'Cause that would mean you worth some of my energy
I said it once before, I ain't think the Lord has sent for me yet
Check yourself, letters straight from the vet
Heaven-sent (Heaven...or hell)
Or Hellbent, on twisting rods of steel with my bare hands
While staring calmly up from the sand
Usually, I don't do this but it's time to release
Aristotle of the East
And they know (They know, they know)
They know, they know, they know
And they know, they know, they know
And you know
And they know
And they know, they know, they know
And they know, they know, they know
And they know, and they know