Mellow the Metaphor - Slave Worker Lyrics

F*ck it
I think I'm infinite
Speaking on things I thought I knew
Gave you the credit mentioned it
Imma sellout or just a fool
Working for the richest kid
From his daddy he got the loot
Plus the shares in his companies
Never earn it
Just tell the truth
Take my dreams and he point and shoot
Dwelling on what these bitches did
Tell me nothin inside the booth
I'm a man and I'm not a kid
Can't you tell
Cant you see my intelligence
What I did
Seek and you shall find it all
Except everything that I hid
I'm a slave in my heart
I rule all the pyramids
Trading off my riches with the devil
For the highest bid
Torn apart
Trying to wipe me out
Like the pilgrims did
Yet I have immunity I finally quit
Massa breaking out the whip And they
All will have his back
And he own the dealership
Where I bought my Cadillac
And he got the money
And he got the recognition
And he own the restaurant
And I'm cooking in the kitchen
Then I gotta wash the dishes
And he is the best investor
And he putting down my vision
And he is a great professor
So why did I listen
Gotta keep it to myself
And he's downing what I do
So I guess its on the shelf
Sayin that I am a fool
As he pointed out his wealth
Then he had to point the finger
Pulled the trigger on himself
Coward
I'm a father husband cousin uncle
Always on the run
I was strive within my black on business
Striving from my son
And the people as my witness
And we never had a gun
But we posing as a threat
And they killing us for fun
If it's not in neighborhoods
Then they try to take our funds
And I ask myself are'nt we human beings
Everyone
But we treat it like we devils
Darkest raisin in the sun
On the fences
Trump And Pences
Tulsa massacre and lynching's
Billie Holiday depiction
Couldn't read lacking diction
Cleaning toilets
In the kitchen watermelon and the chicken
Entertainment or in prison
Then you say this is a figment
Of imagination hear it
They had enough
And then they fear us
Massa breaking out the whip And they
All will have his back
And he own the dealership
Where I bought my Cadillac
And he got the money
And he got the recognition
And he own the restaurant
And I'm cooking in the kitchen
Then I gotta wash the dishes
And he is the best investor
And he putting down my vision
And he is a great professor
So why did I listen
Gotta keep it to myself
And he's downing what I do
So I guess its on the shelf
Sayin that I am a fool
As he pointed out his wealth
Then he had to point the finger
Pulled the trigger on himself
Coward
I think I had the power to
Take a bath or shower and wash away
All the negativity within this hour
So why are you mad
Why you sour
Eating words and devour
The poisons left by your father
And yet you are a coward
Satanist and a racist hatred
In many places under God, in his graces
I always embrace it
Don't think you can take it
No, but I can face it
Take away our history
My brain will always save it