It's TRUE||FORM y'all

Bold aggression, yo they holdin' the coldest weapons in
Stolen elections; exercising voter suppression by
Controlling all the zoning, ring of red around the rosiest of
Real estate - how oxymoronic, when the deed is fake
Depleted streams of revenue, who left to eat the cake
We gon' take, retrieve and repossess the West and East of Lakes
Bleed and break the neck of every rat; we never feed a snake
That sev'rance pay done sealed the fate of every cheap-skate
Yo, you free to wait around for that allowance, but it's
Loud and crowded on the battleground of the endowment, so
The self-sufficient is shiftin' the countenance of prowess to
Position right the angle and sustain a daily balance, bruh
Achieve and keep the equilibrium commensurate
Buddhist-style; breathe and be the healing of the sicknesses
Boost the mood; feed the leadership within the syndicate
Truth to power, speak it even if it's inarticulate
Behold the bounties, sow the seed receive the benefits
Growth and maturation; evolution of the genesis
Method execution - distribution of a god's gifts
Obviously genius is the genus of the generous
Perfect production for construction of the conduit
Annunaki channelin' the conscience of the postulant
Doctor Hamurabi chop the hand of all the robbers, send the
Coppers off proper, we got this shit

Giving, up is not an option for the broken-down, it's
No time for slowing momentum, continue holdin' out and
Giving, everything you got to the resistance
Fire in defense of the defenseless, any mis
Giving, over what the scope of work consists of
Raise a hand; put a fuckin' fist up; listen cuz
Giving, in is not an inevitability
Some go reluctantly and others willingly

No sunset provision we dripping with tears, blood, sweat
Expiration among death gripping, we ain't done yet
Flick of the tongue come get Gifted and Young up next
None left, spitting obituary for fun kid
This be like the sequel to my people wanting seconds
The verbal essence and message I left it up to the heads
And all the haters too
Here's a message: fuck you
Rapping ain't made for everybody, def not you
I'm violent while I'm trying to punch my ticket to the top
Not stopping to catch my breath, the stench of rappers left to rot
Ain't goin' out like that, don't ever be doubting that fact
Thought I was washed? I'm not. Now you're dying to run it back
Yo, we move it past 'em no need for permission never asked 'em
Skippin' a dap with emcees who acting like they ain't trying to cash in
Multi-syllabic while the rest of y'all basic chanting
Thanks for throwing us on the bill, but we snatching up all your fans
And advance the circumstance from streaming to spinning wax
Gifted would snap, give it a pass, another day you'll live to rap
Keep wandering off if you gone threaten my moms
I'm spilling it all, I ain't giving a fuck, it's No Holds Barred
Unless you… back the fuck up and shut the fuck up, you acting stupid
Public apologies and handing back Miller's royalties
Keep it moving, I honestly hope you keep improving
But I ain't going back with you I'm making real movements

Giving, up is not an option for the broken-down, it's
No time for slowing momentum, continue holdin' out and
Giving, everything you got to the resistance
Fire in defense of the defenseless, any mis
Giving, over what the scope of work consists of
Raise a hand; put a fuckin' fist up; listen cuz
Giving, in is not an inevitability
Some go reluctantly and others willingly
Yo come on