At my brother's Jannaza
Tears stained sunglassses
A Salat with no bows

Pallbearer carry you to the car now
Chill day, Mosque on 96 and 3rd
New York City way, me and J never left my side

Rest like that picture with your pride
Who look just like..
Now the city looks less bright

Brooklyn looking less special
Should've kept it the same way
As when you were on this level

You: work in progress from 40 projects, God bless
An inspiration and a king
They won't know what I mean but this I'm bout to spring

Protect it with every feather on the wings
So even when it hurts, you'll never feel a thing


[Hook]
Said it's a cold cold world
Ain't nobody wins like the government

In the U.S.S.R
?
Nobody cares

Who you think you are
And you can fight it, but there's no defense
For what things are

Baby grab a jacket
It's a cold, cold...


Let me clarify the chorus
And what my cold war is
Cause the complexity is enormous

Using one of my greatest losses with eyes like faucets
To reinforce every single word that I talk with
Something about losing things, human beings

That reduces things to their most elementary
Find yourself where you never meant to be
With the energy of memories

That's the soul force of what's behind killing me
Finding pleasure in the pains
Like finding desert in the rain

Twisted: how this world can drive you !@%@ic
Question if I'm over it
Or if I'm numb because I'm closureless

Or my closure's that we all gotta go and %#@!
Rendered emotionless but moving at the speed of running over it
Still happy that I opened it


[Hook]


In the studio writing these words, one after another
In memorial of my brother
As you listen to the album with

Nothing on the cover
I imagine that he hovers
In the back of his chair

Floating right there in the air
Knodding his head to the music, I slightly lose it
Ask why do I put myself through this

Crack a smile, look up at the file
The waveforms on the screen of me tryna tell you what I mean
But I feel that it's all lost, or maybe that it's all gotta cross

Happy with his dedicated song
But now he's all gone
But he was never there, cause

He was everywhere, nowhere and down here
Maybe on that judgement day, rise up
We'll both open our eyes up, climb up

Hoping God forgives us for our tendencies
Wipes away our cool young histories


[Hook]