Throw Your Hands (Freestyle)

Yeah
Throw your hands up
Live from the middle of nowhere
Yeah

Trying to find myself while trying to find a balance
They say to fly like an eagle you gotta use your talons
I'd rather use my talents
Dreaming of a chalice that's filled up to the gallons
My base too big to manage I'm live on Jimmy Fallon
Three days ago I turned another year and I feel greater
My 36th chamber now watch me raise the faders
Been boom bapping half my half life I'm sorry for my neighbors
I've sinned enough for all of us so you can skip the savior
Walking in to this house made of stone and brick
Looking back on our humanity like oh we sick
We need help we need therapy a holy shift
Not talking books by man I'm talking a solar eclipse
Razorblades on the tip of my tongue
I fade away like a J there ain't no brick when I jump
I sail away on the bay let me stick to the sun
I follow heat with the speech and I kick to the drum
On a bus in the middle of Kansas
I know I gained your trust the way I tickle the canvas
Took practice to get to this spot
Years of sacrifice missed out a lot
They want to parties when they did I would jot
Kept writing in South Broward the pages yeah they never ended
Fuck class purposefully I'd try to get suspended
They put me in IS with time to write well that's just splendid
They wanted busy work I worked the bars that's just what Ben did
I'm running round the planet an it's on some borrowed time
Model rhymes that I fashion for tomorrow's prime
Bottles fly and they green like a box of limes
Agave on my shoulder when I sign the dotted line
For y'all it's the first show for us the 22nd
So we do things to make sure this ain't like a broken record
Wrek is feeling reckless got nothing for the Shepard
Bringing back the message and then we head for Texas
I'm rolling on and on like it's all I know
To get that sweet potato pie like I'm Domino
This ain't about lucking out like I'm Domino
This is hard work so let's get it yo vaminos
The sounds of Jimmy Dore coming from beneath the door
Kind of ironic since everyday we must go to war
It's four on the floor Just trying to settle scores
I got a metal horde out on the devils tour
My Nan losing memory
Every next time we talk she remembers less of me
Treachery
I just wanna find a cure reverse time mentally
That way we can rule the embassy I mean eventually
This whole world will crumble like
Goal line fumble like
Old time mumble life
Soul grind humble sight
Find me living like it's groundhog day
All around on stage come get your sound off praise ay

This is just a warning I've been warming since the cold dark morning
I'm in a bunk mourning the loss of my ground flooring
I don't know how much deeper we can take these demons
But I wake up dreaming then I stay up scheming
Got old friends I miss dearly
Some are gone some are here but they diss near me
They just don't think clearly
I love em though still unconditional approach
Even when wish they the opposite upon my throat
Bless me father for am I not a believer either
Been trying to find the meaning lifting it from out the ether
Until the day I truly find it I'll just be the seeker
And keep the words coming at ya from beneath the speaker

Yeah
Throw your hands up