Singularity Lyrics

Five Par Sec, Z. Binyamin

Yeah

Shut up and listen, shut up and listen

Yeah, check it, check it, check it

You can hate, but I'm gone tell you thats a weak emotion

Fighting truth, truth be told most you peeps convulsing

Spiritually dead, peep I be a vulture

Famine state of minds but some how I still feed the culture

To my brothers I need to speak a moment

This songs all about our actions, at the end you should peep the notion

Holy substance say I need a potion

Food for thought is what I kick Z. Binyamin known to keep it kosher

Fifteen years since I been drinking soda

I don't sugar down my words for you brothers is why we keep commotion

When I craft its never mediocre

With this track division with the sexes, I'm gone bring us closer

Brothers still tryna get a second wife

But their first and their kids all live in strife

Mentally unstable need to get it right

Women bashing like its sport but lack a queen when you lay at night

These Hebrew brothers all day and night

Don't practice what they preach, always give, but never take advice

No second play in this game of life

Tryna feed y'all some truth, say grace, and come and take a bite

Concepts like lamb and the beats fresh cajun rice

Cook up an album, always tasting nice

You say you love her but cant stay the night

No phone calls, physical visits, text message, you never make it right

She want to talk you try to make a fight

If she finds a better man, you'll yell harlot, ach that cant be right

Dogging our women in this major plight

Hold your Ishah, say I love achi, maybe even say it twice

Don't always focus on tryna lay the pipe

Read some scriptures, talk goals, hold hands, and even pray at night

You have a daughter keep her lady like

I love my Ishah, dark past, found Yahowah, now my baby bright

A change in tides to get us wavy right

Lets treat our women way better than before thats how we break the ice

Lets take a gamble let me fade the dice

Words of a man who holds down the fort every day and night

No half stepping achi take a hike

Coin side harlotry in our women we cant take a wife

Our sisters need us and we need em too

Put our egos way aside before we step, peep the interlude

Aye J how that sound