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Alright, let’s get it
Am I doing my best or is there a better way
Thought I was giving my all but I always hesitate
I let my new record play sit and meditate and wonder
If I'm shooting a shot that I'll never ever make
For heavens sake
I done put my all in this
Pray for the best but I can't help but feeling ominous
Like something bad’s about to happen and I need to take some action asking myself will I really risk it all for this
Got myself through school without a college fund or scholarships
Four years of staring at my degree as it tarnishes
Watching everyone around me fold and do exactly what they're told
Green over everything this life is full of garnishes
Sometimes I just wanna scream at the top of my lungs
Feeling dangerous and anxious as a cop with a gun
And even if I had one aiming at my face
Threatening to erase me if I don't change my ways I'm not gonna run
You speak your mind and they'll just say it isn't meaningful
Tell them your dreams and they'll just say it's unachievable
Weight on my shoulders gets heavier every minute I get older
But I thought I told you I am undefeatable
You can speak your mind and they'll just say it isn't meaningful
Tell them your dreams and they'll just say it's unachievable
I'm sick of wasting all my time you don't believe in me that's fine
I'm about to show you something unbelievable
Mother fucker
And if I die
Before I wake
I pray the lord forgives me for all my mistakes
All my mistakes
And if I die
The heart has only two concerns
The first is belief
What do we believe
Because the heart is the source of our belief, it’s where we believe from
When I say my heart’s not in it, it means I don’t believe in it
Yo, They said that it’s a young man’s game racing against my age in my lane
Picture me circle laps in a frame
So when I let it hang off the wall
look over the mantle and see the trophy best driver in the range
The Rover’s not the same when you hop in that Bugatti
Chase dreams of eating with the prince in Abu Dhabi
I’m sitting at the table with a feast, politicking on the beach
With a rare breed of cheetah on the leash
I lost sight of whom I’m up against the vision through your
Ferragamo shades can protect you with the tint
But on the other side of the states
I’m black enough to Lynch a written verse in AmeriKKK
The fate of what I choose to write about can make a martyr
A free man in slave lands with two daughters
They treat me like a God with the gift
I feel like Malcolm working for Martin until the end of my shift
Through all the bullet holes in The Audubon search for the shell case that’ll shine like an Audemars
Watch me as I stretch out hands and make time shall
I take possession and rightfully claim mine
The risk of letting my talent shine, my character’s on the line
I went from six seconds on the Vine
To making me peers rewind rhymes the cyphers in Grind Time
Delivery is proper like I’m Amazon Prime
And if I die
Before I wake
I pray the lord forgives me for all my mistakes
All my mistakes
And if I die
Now belief is easy
Iman is when the belief becomes a conviction
You see in other words when the credal formulation that we’ve learned becomes Something that we’re willing to die for
And this is something very profound
Uh, you ever wonder what death is like
What color is Heaven’s light
Will I go to Hell I might
If I don’t start doing right
I write all my wrongs inside a book full of songs
It’s like it helps me hold on along with rips from the bong
At night I got to be strong and fight
Got to move on and try
I can’t ignore the time don’t know what’s in store it’s fine
You tell me what’s yours is mine I tell you what’s mine is lost
Just like my mind, so if you find it then give me a call
I probably won’t answer cause shit, when do I ever
I feel under the weather and don’t think I’m getting better
Losing pieces of my heart it’s hard to hold it together
I stare at stars and remember the ones I lost can’t forget them Hope you remember me
Not wasting energy on my imagery
I don’t care what you think of me bitch I always been different
Kids were scared to be friends with me can’t be cool
With a loser who goes to school wearing dingy jeans
No name sneakers, dirt stains on a wrinkled tee
Don’t pity me feel bad for anything
They say death is calling I think I just heard my phone ring
But I just keep ignoring, and ignoring
But maybe I should answer it cause what if it’s important
Surrounded by this darkness so I been getting more lit
I find love and every time it stings me like a hornet
People ask if happiness is my goal, I say it sure is
But really I just want to be a voice to these poor kids
Yeah
And if I die
Before I wake
I pray the lord forgives me for all my mistakes
All my mistakes
And if I die
It’s only the life of this world, and we will not be resurrected
Who will bring dead and decaying bones to life after they’ve died
Say the one who brought them back the first time
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Thirty
Thirty thousand feet above the ground blowing out the pound
Sway the energy when I'm around pull up to your town
Who's that whipping in the Benzo
Big jay hitter smoke spilling out the window
Spent all day learning from my old ways
Came a long way from nickel bagging in the hallways
Smoke instead of practicing the ball plays
Funny guess I still got to ball after all alright
I don't think you know who you were speaking about
I think I'ma have to come and even it out
Good luck tryna manage when I'm controlling the damage you should look over shoulders when you’re leaving the house, okay
I really don't have time
I'm underground and under paid and as of today I'm a landmine
Cross my path and it's (SLAM) time
And my whole squad be up all night like vampires
And it's hard times but I stick it out and we burn trees like camp fires
And while I'm here I'm ticked off
To be honest getting tired of the bitch talk
Xanny feign makes sense you don't spit bars
Homie I don't give a fuck about how much your kicks cost
Kick rocks
Thirty thousand feet above the ground blowing out the pound
Sway the energy when I'm around pull up to your town
Who's that whipping in the Benzo
Big jay hitter smoke spilling out the window
I tell her shake it like a fucking pom-pom
I be on sipping Shawn Dawn til’ I'm gone gone
So haram but inshallah
I'll get it together I been getting on a level since a kid at Bon Ton copping Sean John silly
Used to ride around with two phones really really
Blowing lemon haze every day in Piccadilly
Keeping something tricky up my sleeve
When they don't want to believe I might hit them with the Philly Philly ooh
I don't get bored plenty things that I can do
Tell her hurry pack a bag we going to Peru
But I don't need a thing it's for my fam and for my crew
And that's true mother fucker now we
Thirty thousand feet above the ground blowing out the pound
Sway the energy when I'm around pull up to your town
Who's that whipping in the Benzo
Big jay hitter smoke spilling out the window
Yeah
Smoking on that endo
I ain’t playin with you squares
GameCube Nintendo
I ain’t a thug shout to Slim though
As for my kinfolk shh, that’s enough info
Bitch I ain’t no rat
Hair blowing in the wind it ain’t rainbow scrap
And there ain’t no tats on this beautiful face
I ain’t bout to let a bumper sticker ruin a Wraith
Shorty say she tryna blow me til’ she blue in the face
When we fuck she finish first but I ain’t losing the race
Kush got me thirty thousand feet above the ground
You either ride the wave or you mother fucking drown
No we thirty thousand feet above the ground blowing out the pound
Sway the energy when I'm around pull up to your town
Who's that whipping in the Benzo
Big jay hitter smoke spilling out the window
Thirty thousand feet above the ground blowing out the pound
Sway the energy when I'm around pull up to your town
Who's that whipping in the Benzo
Big jay hitter smoke spilling out the window
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Yeah yeah
From Philly to Heathrow and back type shit
You know what it is
Uh
Put out my short in Shoreditch
Finna drop three fourths of a morgage
Got a forest from the florist
Zooted I don’t know where the floor is
Watch yo, mouth bro
Somebody show son where the door is
Stepped out like a God I'm Horus
Made the club pop pulled off on a Boris
Chill, bruv
No snapchats in the club
OGs in the back on a drug whole team on a bean and we’re acting amok
Whoa, yo
Look how I came back with the flow
Mack in the back on pack with the bro
Try and take a snap and I snap on a hoe
Long way from the captain and coke
Scotch in a glass and the gat in my coat
Big man feelin like Shaq in a throne
Get me on cam and I'm snatching your phone
Fuck a, schemer
Big things when the broskis team up
Me and D pulled up in a Beamer
With the Top down and we're puffing sativa
Chill, bruv
No snapchats in the club
OGs in the back on a drug whole team on a bean and were acting amok
Whoa, Love
No snapchats in the club
OGs in the back on a drug whole team on a bean and were acting amok
Wasteman, I ain't talking bout bins
You don't wanna see my arms didn't say a thing about limbs I
Saw your phone, you're gonna see this flash
I'm gonna put this bag on your head and I didn't say a thing about cash
You don't wanna see my stash
Ting comes incredible, I didn't say a thing about dash
You don't wanna see these edibles
This loud outrageous, mandem can't hear this decibel
I'm mixing potions fast tryna get to the point like decimal, ain't nothing numerical
Maud, man best go halves on a cab
That bar better run this tab that
Chick better link this lad look
She wants more than tips but we ain't not doing nothing pg
I ain't even talking bout tea
She wants to see this forecast so man's giving her BBC
She's on hands and knees
I watch her like a DVD then leave at quarter to three
Feeling like juice cause I got that squeeze
A.Rob is Horus I must be Hercules
Man can't film me or my Gs
Chill, bruv
No snapchats in the club
OGs in the back on a drug whole team on a bean and were acting amok
Whoa, Love
No snapchats in the club
OGs in the back on a drug whole team on a bean and were acting amok
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Right off the bat I'm lit
I got a bag to get
Don't usually act like this
But hey let me brag a bit
I am no activist and I don't do Actavis
I'm good with the green
You don't know the half of it
If you got my back thats is you're good with Ameen
Look at him go
Whip whip whip cooking the flow
Hit big piff cooking the bowl
This kid need big quid if you’re booking a shown
I’ma do my thing all summer
Might fuck around and change my number
Who's gonna hate I wonder
Who's gonna take my thunder
Boom tell the shaiton fuck him
Hold up hold up hold up wait up I done got my weight up
Long nights we prayed up now the whole team paid up
Say what you wanna say but
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Hold up hold up hold up wait up I done got my weight up
Long nights we prayed up now the whole team paid up
Say what you wanna say but
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Ay
This for everyone's concerned
THE GONE BOY has returned
Every rapper I done burned
Putting ashes in the urn
Awe the tables done turned yeah
Ever dollar that I earned
They say that life is guns and butta’
I’ma shoot it while I churn (lawd)
Speaking my truth in my rhyme
This for my people they know it’s our time
Labeling us as the thug
Knowing damn well the cops commiting crimes
Can’t even watch the news
Everything come out they mouth is a lie
I’m a just speak my peace
Stay up, way up, pray up
Hold up hold up hold up wait up I done got my weight up
Long nights we prayed up now the whole team paid up
Say what you wanna say but
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Hold up hold up hold up wait up I done got my weight up
Long nights we prayed up now the whole team paid up
Say what you wanna say but
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Ay
It’s Moody
Uh
No I cannot be convinced
I stare at the rim like I’m Vince
I’m smoking the Purp like I’m Prince
Picking them off like the lint, squint
Pull on the trigger you think that you’re bigger than I and I’m treating you just like a clipper Ka why do you think you can mess with a Laker I’m trying to say you could die, stop
You don’t have drip boy that’s more like an eye, drop
I got lines that I’ve written in white, chalk
You got women that’s sipping the white, claw
But you shaky so get em a tri, pod
I don’t really want nothing to do with it
I got a purpose and I’m goin through with it
You’re gonna say that I’m way too exuberant
I’ma say why, not
Hold up hold up hold up wait up I done got my weight up
Long nights we prayed up now the whole team paid up
Say what you wanna say but
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Hold up hold up hold up wait up I done got my weight up
Long nights we prayed up now the whole team paid up
Say what you wanna say but
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
Ay
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A long long way to go
A long long way to go
Alright man holla
From the home where the stone gets thrown like mancalla
Speaking to Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala
On the days when I felt washed up like sand dollar
Grasp on my collar, devil tryna’ choke me
Sway me, tryna’ persuade me and provoke me
To go and make my best friend green like I's Pokey
But I'm sharp as the weapon of choice for a shinobi
Please use the dot before the r-o-b
My name is my name since the all grey Sony
Fam skated on me tried to Tony Hawk Pro me
But it's cool even when all alone I'm never lonely
Surrounded by the mission and the sound of the beneficent
Only every tire when I pull up at the Michelin
Demi Phalastini I'm born into imprisonment
So I know there's more than our world this isn't it
I don't think you’re hearing me
Please make it clear to me
Blood boil over stolen soil like a Cherokee
Waiting for the day I gotta pay you for the air I breath
Took time to find nobody cares what's fair to me
So I guess I gotta switch up the rules
The pressure aught to make me shine like crystals and jewels
A Muslim man shaking the hand of Christians and Jews
No malice in my heart I only live for the truth forreal
Speaking up to the sky but it don't reply would you come down and save my soul
I done grown so darn tired but I know that I got a long long way to go
A long long way to go
A long long way to go
Alright man holla, tryna chase a dollar
Never finished college, but I’m still honored
Everybody paying attention like I’m a scholar
Me and A.Rob like Batman and Robin
Devil trying to choke me but I remain solid
I’m the type to never end a problem until I solve it
I just want the W to help the ones starving I am the artist I just paint the picture without arguing
Ever since I started I’m the largest target making movies Marcus
I don’t market music if it sounds garbage
Always make Dua to shed light when it gets darker
And read the Fatiha on the plane before departure
You can’t walk in my shoes you don’t got those
I’m from Chicago I’m used to going through potholes
Time is money and your clock broke
I’m heating up like a hot stove and I keep it on lock mode
I had a talk with the sky I asked why is it easy over here and harder on the other side
This ain’t butterflies during summer time, otherwise I’d be living in Palestine instead my cousin died
No revenge I don’t have it in me
Used to own it now it’s stolen so it matters to me
Middle East needs peace it’s as bad as you see
Let’s pray for Lebanon, moment of silence the beat
Speaking up to the sky but it don't reply would you come down and save my soul
I done grown so darn tired but I know that I got a long long way to go
A long long way to go
A long long way to go
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Yo shout out my boy A.Rob it's your boy iNTeLL in the building man
And free Palestine a thousand times
Okay live from the 215
My baby girl gone die by a real one's side
But still I step into the light any given night
Give me the mic I just might make your boo tongue tied
She can't speak
I'm the highest in the room all times you can't reach
Really bright as the moon at night in Palm Beach
Gonna shine from the sky up in your third eye until I blind it and you can't see
Now hold up hold up hold up
Who's that whippin' a matt black Impala
I confess I'm guilty your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
Okay live from the 718 let’s get it straight
I escaped using my mind combine with the faith
Now I’m great or I just realized what’s on my plate
Set the date when you really realize it’s not a race
Or that race was constructed to keep you trapped in a maze
I’m amazed at the praise lames get over plays
Insane that these real emcees don’t get fame
Won’t complain anymore keep scorching you with the flame like
Who's that whippin' a matt black Impala
I confess I'm guilty your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
Alright, what's your problem I have to ask ya
Is it cause I'm coming up like a patch of grass
Or cause I pull up with the swag in a black dishdasha
And they want to book me after half a chapter
Yee ain't ready
The pen be mightier than machete
Blow heady and I come down slow call it confetti
Want beef and I'm there for the fix like Teddy
The whole committee pulling up to your city I got em' all like
Who's that whippin' a matt black Impala
I confess I'm guilty your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
See by the will of God I’m attacking the beat
Until the beat can't breathe like it’s Black in the street
Watch me go back to back unwrapping my heat
Spraying verbs on these Herbs cause they lacking the heem
Unpacking the dream I’m higher than a gravity beam
Star lord with the sword and my faculty mean
So don’t try and sell me a cow when I’m after the cream
My battery seems complete when I crash on the scene like
Who's that whippin' a matt black Impala
I confess I'm guilty your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
Puffin' on Runtz big hits no bunts
Louder that a quire we higher than X-Game stunts
I got my bros from the street if you want to be sweet
But you know I stand for peace If u met A once
That's how we gone do it
We ain't ain't congruent at all but if you're talking money I am beyond fluent
To make sure Mom doing okay and we all coolin'
So we can pull up to a palace in Palestine and have em' like
Wait
Who's that whippin' a matt black Impala
I confess I'm guilty your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
Who's that whippin' a matt black Impala
I confess I'm guilty your honor
Way too hot just stepped out the sauna
How'd he do that right there Mashallah
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Alright
You ready
I always knew that my vision was different
Me and Omar skipping lunch for a month our religion was different
Fifteen West Bank Gaza Strip for a visit
My bloodline hidden in open air prison
Bismillah, ar-Rahman ar-Raheem
Alhamdullilahi Rabil Alamin don't be mad at Ameen
For what having a dream
Making the world lighten up like coffee and cream all the while ducking Shaitan Nirajeem
The liars hide when I arrive they smell the truth
The Jai Alai on my breath colliding with Elmer's glue
The devil always gone sell a dream
Follow Sirat al-Mustaqim it ain't gone be no one to sell them to
Yeah, aiming point blank at the devil’s hell recruits
It ain't all the sudden keeping it real’s something they seldom do
Uh, as far as what I have achieved this level’s new
Belvedere at the Bellevue w the heady view
Phew, in the name of the most gracious
I pray the leg room in the i8 is so spacious
That I can sprawl our without kicking my new chauffeur
And kiss the lips of the realest wijh with no facelift yeah
Damn
Yeah
It’s cool
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Uh
Yeah
I’m getting to it every day no nights off
For all the times that they tried to cut my lights off
My plate ain’t the type you should bite off
I pay tax off the raps it’s a write off
The game ain’t the same, a lot done changed, I hope that these lame niggas die off
Internet gangster is talking through text but when I text back you just sign off
Uh, whoof, uh, yeah
I hit my trap and go beast mode I don’t go nowhere unless less I can be stoned
As far as rap in the Keystone I am the best let it be known
In your crew you the least known
Nigga nobody know you
Nobody fronting you work
I will put you on a shirt then come to your wake and talk to your mom like we friends
I am the type that they hate but on social media these niggas wanna pretend
Came from the era of Pac, you the type to call the cops
End up in robberies shot tryna be someone you’re not
Get a good price on the packs now
Bitch I’m shining ice now
Whole team gone off the loud pack
Bitch don’t tell me pipe down
Still sipping liquor no ice now
Got me leaning in this bitch
I just got paid for the walk through
I know you see me in this bitch
Get a good price on the packs now
Bitch I’m shining ice now
Whole team gone off the loud pack
Bitch don’t tell me pipe down
Still sipping liquor no ice now
Got me leaning in this bitch
I just got paid for the walk through
I know you see me in this bitch
Ay
It's been a couple a minutes
You really thought it was finished
I'll go to war on you bitches you better call the Lieutenant
I won't apologize bruv never sorry for winning
I heard all the lies bruv, it don't matter who said it
Oh I'm a savage I get it
I'm in my bag like a pack
The homie told me the game need you I'm glad that you're back
The Siberian tiger I'm not your average cat
My little cousin eleven already strapped with a gat
Cause in the West Bank they wanna lay my family flat
So he's an audience member he would be happy to clap
We from the home of the stolen land where the tragedy at
I'm getting mad at the fact so I'm throwing mad liquor back
We in the building like workers I'm talking faculty, staff
It's kind of funny like them my shirt matches my hat
I hit the Mac for a stack and I put the crack on the track
They didn't lie the crazy Arabian rapper is back come on
What u know about big dab from slab still rage all night no lights out
Hitting Big Hass with the jam like damn got the whole Middle East getting hype now
Little homie pushing weight till he max out
Flying off the corner like Smack Down
Got the whole city on a track now what you gone do the boy back now
Get a good price on the packs now
Bitch I’m shining ice now
Whole team gone off the loud pack
Bitch don’t tell me pipe down
Still sipping liquor no ice now
Got me leaning in this bitch
I just got paid for the walk through
I know you see me in this bitch
Get a good price on the packs now
Bitch I’m shining ice now
Whole team gone off the loud pack
Bitch don’t tell me pipe down
Still sipping liquor no ice now
Got me leaning in this bitch
I just got paid for the walk through
I know you see me in this bitch
Ay
Ay
They couldn’t see my blind as Stevie no Wonder they don’t believe me (yeah)
But I know they see me like a Jumbotron that’s a big fucking TV (yeah)
We make it happen making money 4 Ize I make it look easy (yeah)
I told your bitch this the new wave and then she pulled out a bikini
Talking about she want to ride
Surf’s up cause she got that slip and slide
Vagina so wet that if I get denied
I'll August Alsina my feelings and cry
Whooping that pussy cause I don't get pussy whooped
Had to beat it so bad that I couldn't look
I give my sugar momma a sugar foot
Pulling sweet sixteens out my nigga book
Spitting verses I serve them the best way
With something I recorded I hurt it the next day
Have your favorite rapper person get murdered just press play
After seeing my way through it I show them the x-ray
Let's say that this the business that we work in nigga you should have kept your day job
You know it ain't no disrespect they finna' cut the check to me Entellekt and A.Rob
Get a good price on the packs now
Bitch I’m shining ice now
Whole team gone off the loud pack
Bitch don’t tell me pipe down
Still sipping liquor no ice now
Got me leaning in this bitch
I just got paid for the walk through
I know you see me in this bitch
Get a good price on the packs now
Bitch I’m shining ice now
Whole team gone off the loud pack
Bitch don’t tell me pipe down
Still sipping liquor no ice now
Got me leaning in this bitch
I just got paid for the walk through
I know you see me in this bitch
Ay
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Damn Dylan
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
Quick with the swerve oh shit just missed em’ (Hey, Get out my way)
Gas to the floor can't lag anymore got to get where I'm going might blow me a piston
I don't got the time to take time
I still got a brand new break line
Swerving through the night till day time
Lot of moves I got to make mine
I been on my way for a minute
Mmhm, yeah yeah
On my own it ain't on the low
You see me through the window the whip ain't tinted
Palestine on a brim bent fitted
Got to get where I'm going and get it
Acting like I don't know the limit
Places to be easy to see that that boy driven
Get out my way
Nothing nice to say then get out my face
Step on it or get out my lane
Your boy gassed up
Safety first so I'm strapped up
If they ain't help me I passed em'
Dead weight had to drop em' off to go faster
Now it's smooth sailing y'all hear me vroom
I got goals waiting I'ma be there soon just move
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
Foot on the pedal I press with intention red lining I’m pushing my limits and piston
To point that it’s smoking a chimney really
Roof bad I suspend the ceiling
Let that bitch breathe
She ain’t really riding then let that bitch leave
More room in the passenger seat
Niggas eye the movement so I’m grasping the heat
Fore I slid in the wheel I was fast on my feet
It’s a mission a trek
My progression crazy no GPS
Marathon but I could sprint it I guess
But Me and my niggas been following Nip
Steady cruising or go down with the ship
Hydroplane on water waving I roller coast in the machine til I stead this shit
Pace kept so I swerve on the left
On my own
Niggas want diamonds and gold
Niggas been acting like hoes
Thumbs up on the side of the road
They want a map that tell them where to go
Ain’t even happy just to ride ride along
Want you to give em the key to they own
They want you to go and grant all they goals
Little do they know it’s right up the road
Huh
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
All it ever took was timing
Motivation on another level
Walking through the chilliest of climates
But the pressure made it diamonds
Crown me in VVS's
My bitch a meanie she PMSing
I made it here without GPSing
Smile on my face even when I’m stressing
I’m on a mission like Herbalife niggas
Crooked ass cops tryna murder my niggas
How you expect me to serve all my niggas
When all the killing been discouraging niggas
So fuck it, roll me a joint
Three double shots get me straight to the point
I’m in my thoughts tryna drown out the noise
Killing the game and feel I no remorse
Anxious for heaven to refill a void
I know my friends all expect to me blow
I done went broke tryna fix what was wrong
But what if that’s not what I want anymore
Just uniquely sharing observations
Can’t slow up cause my people waiting
Just uniquely sharing observations
Can’t slow up cause my people waiting
Yeah yeah
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
Places that I need to go why you moving so slow
Swerve around you doing ninety five on the highway
I've been whipping down this road for a long while so
I'm honking at you with a smile bitch get out my way
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Yeah
Alright
Up at five AM it's been a long night
Pour a little something with a strong bite
All I'm tryna do is make the wrong right
It's ok to hate me I'll be alright
Up at five AM it's been a long night
Pour a little something with a strong bite
All I'm tryna do is make the wrong right
It's ok to hate me I'll be
Alright
Stepping out of Heathrow been a long flight
Shining like a mother fucking tron bike
Cop a little something that my jawn like
Shorty treat me like a Klondike
Anything
She say I'm the one I call her Billie Jean
Father birthed a legend like he Jelly Bean
So you know I keep it gritty as a Philly team
Let me show u what I really mean
Bro quit all that hoe shit
Million things that’s more important
Check my phone quick
Piggie giving out the whole clip
Now I'm so sick
Like I'm Ne-Yo it's a frio world keep your coat zipped
All my people we'll be
Alright
Up at five AM it's been a long night
Pour a little something with a strong bite
All I'm tryna do is make the wrong right
It's ok to hate me I'll be alright
Up at five AM it's been a long night
Pour a little something with a strong bite
All I'm tryna do is make the wrong right
It's ok to hate me
I'll be, alright
What’s that bark with no bite
What’s that weed with no light
Got bars for weeks with no mic
I got this chick she so cold
Swear she always look right
But I can’t tag that bitch on insta gotta keep that on ice
No I can’t fuck with your type
You can’t fuck with me neither
I dedicated my life to keeping heat in your speakers
Couldn’t gain no traction or nothin’ that got me feeling defeated
But think we past the discussion I’m on this shit it’s a heater
But still I’m cold bro
What you know bro
Haven’t struck out with the hoes since I found my flow bro
Getting high and laying low bro
I’m talking low low
Plenty good off nine to five if we talking dough bro
I guarantee we gone be
Alright
Up at five AM it's been a long night
Pour a little something with a strong bite
All I'm tryna do is make the wrong right
It's ok to hate me I'll be alright
Up at five AM it's been a long night
Pour a little something with a strong bite
All I'm tryna do is make the wrong right
It's ok to hate me I'll be
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I been in my head all night, all night, all night
Do you think I'm doing alright, alright, alright
Cause I been in my head all night
I been in my head working all day
Getting to the paper got it chasing me
Can’t nobody stop me yeah I’m on a mission
Momma always said you the goat so why you tripping yeah
Cause new whip I got it
Gold chain I got it
Bad chick I got it
Nice crib I bought it
That don’t mean nothing if it’s all up in my head
Time to put that work in catch my blessings that’s ahead
I been in my head all night, all night, all night
Do you think I'm doing alright, alright, alright
Cause I been in my head all night
I do my best
Trying not to get too depressed
Only human I do get stressed
I could use a jet
Maybe fly out to Budapest
I been Hungary to win for my country
That's Phalastine
the West Bank know what I mean
One day they'll love Ameen
The next day they'll hate my guts
I puff denk got a cut of green in my cut up jeans
They won't make me nuts
They won't drive me crazy
Won't shut me up
I'm one wild Arabian
Mama raised me and
Yaba made me and
Y'all can hate but you will not erase me
I know
The games away the way they hate to see me win
Arrange a plane and leave again
Afraid to say what's deep within so
I been in my head all night, all night, all night
Do you think I'm doing alright, alright, alright
I been in my head all night, all night, all night
Do you think I'm doing alright, alright, alright
Cause I been in my head all night
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Yeah
Yeah
Uh
This feels like
Nineteen ninety something beautiful
Yeah
Another day of fresh breath in this life
On an unpaven path I step in the light
The way I'm going I'm just hoping there's a heaven in sight
Cause I don't really know my way I'm only guessing it's right
I see a Muslim and I ask him for some blessed advice
he said he couldn't give me any but the Methodist might
But he just sent me to a Buddhist man who sent me to a Jewish man
Who sent me round in circles for the rest of the night
Maybe what I'm looking for I got to find on my own
Continued walking down a road that kept on winding alone
Look to the sky to ask for help
And dropped My cell into a puddle guess the answers aren't something
I can find on my phone
Made a rhythm with my steps and started writing a song
About the million times I swore that I was right and was wrong
Taught myself about myself with every line that I was rhyming
Maybe what I'm searching for been in my mind all along hmm
We crash we fall we burn we love
We crash and we fall
On our path but we all
Got to get back up and go
I know I have to be strong
We crash we fall we burn we love
Yeah
Yeah
I want to know the way
I want the doubts in my mind to up and go away
I want to learn something new about my soul today
I want to tell you that you that I love you but I'm so afraid
Broken vase roses on the tile
Relations need patience but you had a rough day and I was hoping for a smile
With another person I ain't been this open for a while
Feeling like I'm on a tube tire floating in the Nile
That's dangerous waters
From a family who taught me be thankful and modest
So when I lie to you I feel like I'm breaking a promise
I don't appreciate you am I not grateful at all it's
Sorry I'm just being painfully honest
It's really hard to find the right path
And it's really easy to slip through the cracks like a light draft
Sipping on a light draft
Meanwhile tryna cram good deeds in cause I don't know how long life lasts, yeah
We crash we fall we burn we love
We crash and we fall
On our path but we all
Got to get back up and go
I know I have to be strong
We crash we fall we burn we love
Yeah
Yeah
Enough’s enough enough’s enough
Enough’s enough enough’s enough
Enough’s enough
Enough is enough
It’s getting rougher than rough
I know it’s tough to be tough
But enough is enough
Enough’s enough enough’s enough
Enough’s enough enough’s enough
Enough’s enough
Yeah
Kick the habit don’t look back at it
Keep the momentum you are the exception
Decide and end it eyes on the prize
Put it back together
Make it better
Never settle they say you can let it
Go but you got to know
Kick the habit don’t look back at it
Keep the momentum you are the exception
Decide and end it eyes on the prize
Put it back together
Make it better
Never settle they say you can let it
Go but you got to know
Enough’s enough enough’s enough enough’s enough
Oh
Kick the habit don’t look back at it
Keep the momentum you are the exception
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Uh
And again it unfolds
Another day just trying to better my soul
So who am I
But a lost cause looking for a bed and a home
What have I learned from the planet I roam there's do or die
That's about it
I doubted
Myself so many times I decided I'd be the plug if no one's giving me an outlet
The crowded, thoughts in my mind often rewind
Paging through my every move while Mary making it clouded
The Plot thickens
Pot hitting, shot sipping
Feeling like the universe only speaks when I'm not listening
Where you at
I need the whole city behind us
The sound I'm trickling into Philly is timeless
I need a boost though I balled like Antetokounmpo
From tough times that shined into my iris
Palestinian pain Inshallah the rain will come to a ceasefire
We're growing tired of violence yeah
Inshallah
Inshallah
Inshallah
Inshallah
It's Mickey
Shalom from the top of my dome
Buried inside the soul of job, speaking in languages unknown
Love shown, masked up like a shinobi soldier
The overloading flower with Henny in Coca Cola
Ghostwriting ya shit, while talking to my Benz
And ghost riding the whip, now thats a motor roller
Top gunner
I'm on Instagram giving the net flix as for the haters I still block busters
Cock buffers I run with a squad that god loving
Where’s the pinnacle I'm tryna search for it I'm job hunting
Raising the bar higher than pole vaulters
I approach altars with prayer that so thoughtless
Difficult to manage my life with no solace
When I know this male is stamped in the hood no post office
I live for my son
I'm trying to teach em' bout residual funds
Instead of picking up guns
You heard, Factz
Inshallah
Inshallah
Inshallah
Inshallah
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I’m home
How could I think I wouldn’t miss this place
Hope everybody’s doing alright
Seven seventeen shit
Another wake and bake for a day at the good old Hanna
Pack a bag for a weekend of parties at Paul's Nana’s
Back when Lil Weezy had duck tape and rope to leave you missing like the fucking Obannons
I had one hand on my money, probably barely 20 in my pocket
Outfit too baggy looking funny when I rock it
Dreams were so sweet, to make it from State Street
By the capital building to somewhere sunny in the tropics
In the city where the unknown remain unknown
Can't party downtown without a blade or gun shown
Confused troublesome kids we all wanted to leave
Some of us did only to learn we still love home
From the shock rock spot painted RIP Zach
To JDRiZZ and Paul’s crib with the pool in the back
Long UD drive reminding me of when Sky was still alive
I never thought it’d feel this good to be back
In the burg
I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
Uh uh uh uh uh
In the burg where we’re trying
Killing, dying just to make a living huh, huh
I said I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
Uh uh uh uh uh
In the burg where we’re trying
Killing, dying just to make a living huh
I ain't really messing round these days
Been on some gutta shit
Worried bout my city give a fuck bout the government
My squad still here tryna ball that's the covenant
Cooking up some heat every week get your oven mitts
And now all I need is an agent and a publicist
Make a million bucks knock some things off my bucket list
Watch who you fucking with
I been nice since thirteen
Dodging police, running and ducking shit
Now I'm in my zone bout to blow like a missile do
The Burg on the brink let me be the voice you listen to
Years done passed, and people starting to know me
Passing out my mixtape at Boli's, homie
I just remember the simpleness now it's intricate Used to rap for the love
Now I rap for different interests
But still it's in my heart, I write like an author
Tryna build something for my daughter
In The Burg
I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
Uh uh uh uh uh
In the burg where we’re trying
Killing, dying just to make a living huh, huh
I said I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
Uh uh uh uh uh
In the burg where we’re trying
Killing, dying just to make a living huh
I remember trying to sneak into the Dragonfly
Now they calling me that rapper guy
She don't even smoke, but when she near me she be acting high
Catch a contact just from passing by
Homie that’s the vibe
I be downtown but i'm good in every neighborhood
Pushing by you while I face a wood
Every now and then I wish a hater would (I wish you would)
So I could beat you with my skateboard 'til I break the wood, uh
One time for my birthplace (Harrisburg)
Two times for the U, what it do yeah
Three times for the Southside
This is for the ones that's really outside
I was at the fry tryna cop an eighthy and an empanada
This is way before we had enough for Benihanna
It was me and Josh tryna duck the red Impala
At my mommas tryna plot a way for us to get a dollar in The Burg
I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
Uh uh uh uh uh
In the burg where we’re trying
Killing, dying just to make a living huh, huh
I said I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I could give you this feeling
Uh uh uh uh uh
In the burg where we’re trying
Killing, dying just to make a living huh
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Um, if you had, if you had one thing to say to the world right now what would it be
Uh drugs and alcohol are overrated
That’s what I, that’s what I would tell them man
You’ll end up in a geriatric home if you end up
If you end up going as
If you nosedive as hard as I did
That’s, that’s at least the case
Long day (tired) sore feet (ouch)
Pack a bowl (weed) take a seat (chair)
Light up, too quick
Grab a cup (drink) take a sip (slurp)
Mad coughin’, dry mouth
Stand up, tryna figure it out
I think I might have went ahead and hit a fat packed bowl too quick
Now I’m in a rabbit hole too quick
I’m thinking bout ghosts (boo)
I’ve never seen one
But it doesn’t mean they don’t exist (damn)
In fact, I believe that they do
I hit Wikipedia, couldn’t resist
Now I’m reading scary stories (spooky)
And I hear a loud bump downstairs
Now I’m taking inventory
Of the tools in my room I can use to prepare
I’m about to fight a ghost
Fuck, I’m about to fight a ghost
I’m thinking like a crucifix and a candle’s probably gonna hurt the ghost the most
So I light that shit, grab a cross
Bout to show a weak-ass ghost who’s BOSS
I’m gonna look him in his dumb ghost eyes and say “Excuse me bitch, you lost”
Whoa whoa whoa Tom, it's just me, relax
Did you forget you were letting me crash
I was smoking a bowl on the couch watching Netflix
And I figured I would grab some snacks
I appreciate it you’re an awesome host
Are you alright, you look like you saw a ghost
You don’t believe in that stupid shit
Or do you
And what’s with the crucifix
False alarm
I totally forgot that Ameen was sleeping over (oops)
Candle, cross, embarrassed
But at least I got some closure
There was never a ghost, just my homie reaching for some pie
Allow me to riposte, that’s my bad
I just got too high
Honestly dude I mean
I guess I just, I ripped the bowl too hard
And I was on Wikipedia (I understand)
I was reading about hauntings around the world and (I do it all the time)
I heard the bump
I thought there was something dead downstairs (yeah)
I forgot you were here (no I feel you)
It’s good pie though, right
No, yeah, yeah it’s really good
It’s actually delicious
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Yeah I bet you can’t hang
Yeah
Yeah well I bet you can’t hang
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang, uh
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang
Same old same old shit
Out in public on doses
Couple jays of the do-si yeah
Pin drop for the bro's
Stiff arm for the hoes
Real one back home
Yeah
Big slab for the low yeah
Big homie with the grow op
Head stash for the smoke yeah
Wagyu on the stove top
Lagavulin for the pour up
Raw pape from the smoke shop
Say what you want
I promise I won't I promise I won't I promise I won't
I promise it won't stop uh
I know you’re tired of it yeah
All of the lying and shit uh
Who you impressing who you addressing you better watch the lip mm
It's the apocalypse
And I ain't makin no promises shit
But I bet you can't hang
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang, uh
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang
Naw (Naw) you cant hang (You can’t hang)
Perpetrating like you a member, you ain’t gang (You ain’t gang)
You not even a factor (Nope) you more like an actor (Yup)
Pulling up with that package and I'm probably gone need a tractor
Hold up, you say homie got the grow opp whats the numbers on it
Talk your shit, they dont respect you when you're humble on it
My dawg violated and I'll never trust him for it
If it aint beef my boy I must ignore it, just restore it
Back to the basics, I might be reasonable
But my niggas aint acting with patience, they probably gone clap at your faces
Feeling like you back in the matrix, you dodging metal and flame
Aint nothing left, no remains, you feel my pain boy I bet you cant hang
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang, uh
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang
Ay, you was never gang you could never hang
Got my shit my pooping I mixed it with soda
I can not even keep up with the quota
They calling me chief dont confuse it with Sosa
Cause hanging with me is like finding me sober
Man I don’t condone all this lying disclosure
Man I am the closer I do not fold up
Yeah, yeah
Me and A.Rob in the bat cave yeah
Who really want it who that brave yeah
How you promoting the violence and stopping the violence
I'm tired of that game
What's a waterfall to a cascade
Regular premium gas grade
Yeah is there no comparison that's strange
Yeah I been in the streets and I been in the trenches
I been a soldier you be bending over
You be chilling with opps when the feds is over You ain't whipping yola
You dont work with the sticks that's remote controllers
I was jugging the pack off the Motorolas
How the cop come around then you bound to show up
You not a thug you just a poser boy don’t be a poster
Yeah well I bet you can’t hang, uh
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang, uh
All I hear is four drop same old thot
Screaming gang gang gang, yeah
It's the same old
It's the same old thing
But I bet you can't hang
Yeah (Hang) Yeah (Hang)
Yeah well I bet you can’t hang (Hang)
Yeah (Hang) Yeah (Hang)
I bet you can’t
Yeah I bet you can’t
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Uh, dawn's come
You messed with the wrong one
Nah son don’t lay finger on that phone until the song's done
Bout the make the king jump the fuck up out his seat
Like I just threw a between the leg oop to Lebron's son
How I put it down when I pick up the pen
Sharp as a penicillin prick I’ll never get pitched in the pen
Pillaging my Palestinian village get popped fast
While poppa telling you bout what he peeped on a podcast well
It’s quite apparent that your parents are parrots
I pour Laphroaig and I pair it
Just to possibly bear it
Bare baritone lately I been feeling low
Bust out the bong, burn that bitch and become the billy goat
I’m bragging now but really though
Ballin' on a budget believe me I’m barely brushing by
Buzzing high, buy me a bunch of brews and I slug em dry
Just me and my bruv, you know US and I
What I tell you bout pressing them buttons on your fucking iPhone man come on
I know you think you know what this is
Get up off your device this that shit
I know you think you know what this is
Uha, Gotta look right at you hoes
Shit wicked like the trade acrozs the transatlantic
I'm transcendental
I transcribe the transcripts that put a trance on mentals
I trained myself in transit to trample all instrumentals
My transient fam trapping for every scrap of metal
Transmute to some new shit, make cents of the rubble
Insurance payment said flame it and claim it we’ll give you double
Guess there's cash under of that ash we grabbed a shovel
They told us its not for us and said it not so subtle
Down the drain goes the puddle
Couple our brains formed a huddle
Realized we in a bubble
Now what we gonna do and try and pop it make a rumble
What happened next, get a record, cut it
Emcees, freestyle like bikes
Or read lines, like the neighborhood
On the mic, they'd shout out every hood
Youth response to this was very good
World started to crack, started to hear em
Boombox system transistor to the spirit
A long lineage when you Gil Scott-Heron this
From the first griots that ever kicked it with the rhythmicness
Born through the black even past it to the gringos
They still doing it from Aramingo to Ringgold
Hip Hop made us a home I’m not alone
But when I’m mother fucking rapping better get up off your phone
Bitch damn, I care about this shit you fucking texting, damn
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Me and my homie roll out in a black Honda
Quarter of Sour Diesel and bottle of Johnny walker
Ninety-three degrees plus a broken AC
Obviously neither one of us thought about bringing water
Sonbrother beat in the background of the sauna
Talking 'bout the plans we all had to stack up the commas
Hit what's left of the roach and a right on Linglestown Road
Quick stop for some Dasani and flowers for Zach's momma
We dropped them off, hugged her and said we loved her
Talked about her boy and how he'll always be our brother
Told her we gotta go, she told us spray some cologne
Laughed it off and swerved back into the heat of the summer
Pool party at Paul's is what we're missing
Corona sipping and a couple college girls kissing
Usually we'd be pressed and tell them give us a sec
We'll be right there but not today we got a mission
Heavy piece of beef on our plates and it's hard to chew
As the fact that our best friend's gone but it's the truth
Now we in Penbrook, and he got this dead look on his face
I turn to him and ask him what we gone do
He slowly swiveled and looked me straight in the eyes
Holding the empty bottle that caught me by a surprise
His were blood shot
A quick glimpse of a cop
So I pulled up next to the corner store and we walked inside
Two loosies and an Arizona, a black Trailblazer turned the corner
He said it's him, I froze, craziest look on his face
He said it's him hundred percent I remember the plates, he drove
All the sudden we're in a chase
Going ninety on eighty-one he ain't worried bout being safe
He's worried 'bout the medicine that he gave to our little brother
Now it's our job to give this mother fucker a taste, of his own
Pulls in front of him and slams on the brakes
What's up bro, I never seen him like this before
I froze, came to and seen him beat to a pulp
He just pushed me back into the drivers seat and said, go
The fucking cops they're gone book us for life, we made a right
Are they coming man I think we're in sight, we made a left
He said we got this it's gone be alright, we made a right
Looked in the mirror expecting the lights
But, they made a right, then made a left
Then made a right, then another right
One lucky night with the homie
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I been in a daze for days
The sky trickles painful grays
Tryna find a way to find a way as I blaze my jays
Scuffed Jordan more important than a scuffed human
Scuffle with the law it's unjust what they're just doing, fuck em'
How can you be mad at me when I say that
How many damn Instagram videos you gone play back
How many more dollars you gone save for that Maybach
To drive it right back to the streets police spray at, hm
How many more lost lives
You would think the president got mob ties shit he probably do
Reporting from the edge of the block live
Where they block live videos online trying to show the truth, uh
How many more marches
How many more Aprils and Mays how many more Marches
How many more signs, how many more signs
Do you understand
Whether insinuated from the sky or held in your hand, how many
How many more sentences can I write down
How many more sentences can they give
How many more times you gotta hear Black Lives Matter before we can actually let a black live live
How many more shares until you care
About the militant Middle East but you're not there so why
Why would it bother you
How many more blind eyes will we turn as they burn entire towns down like
Do what you gotta do, what
How many more songs do I gotta write
How many more swings til' we're in the fight
How many more times do I gotta say how many for you to realize
How many damn people are on the wrong side of, right
The first European wasn't white
And I don't know shit about the black man plight
And you don't know shit about a Palestinian
But I guarantee you can decipher the daytime from the night
See that's how we're treated, in comparison
How many mother fucking people gone pretend that they're American
Without standing up for what we stand for
How many more human being deaths to make the human being care again
I’ve been knocked down and undermined
When there’s a war what is it good for
You’ve seen it thousands of times
How many more, how many more
How many more times do I gotta explain I’m mixed
How many more times do I gotta hear the word spic
How many times will I be told I might be latino but I act white so
I can fit in with your click, bull shit
How many times will I be disappointed cause the point is totally missed
Whiff, need to globally shift
Stick, together in gear sever the fear
Built on propaganda to cleverly steer
Everyone apart from everyone that’s dark
This, the question, how many more people will be missing the lesson
Trick question, you can’t be taught oppression if it's never a part of the lesson
So how many people are left with a misconception
All of em', the fault is in our forefathers when they claimed this country
Without bothering to put in any dollars and
Built off the back of blacks and took the profits and
Built it into the system with no intention of ever stopping it
How many blacks are affected from their history of being enslaved, all of 'em
Why is it so hard to admit how many people are harboring
Racist ass thoughts, all of 'em
They’re lost within a culture of lies they were taught as facts
How long is it 'til we can rewrite the books, who’s stalling this
Why wouldn’t you want a proper education
How wrong is it to keep waiting, very
How many times do I gotta worry
For my dark skinned brothers and sisters taking an early trip to the cemetery
How fucked up is it that anyone has that worry
How thick is your dumb skull and how God damn blurry
Is your vision to be living in a false reality I’m livid
At the amount of people that can’t see the agenda that’s hidden
Racism is real when it is winning
And it’s been the same since the beginning
The systems not something that needs fixing
It needs to be demolished and rebuilt
How many are committed
How many say Black Lives Matter just to better their analytics
How many more senseless killings
How many reckless villains
How many breathless civilians
How much injustice must there be before the rest become willing
To help the restless healing and accept that dealing
With this mess is best when it isn’t met with your aggressive feelings
This isn’t out of the blue
How many all lives matter before I smack the shit out of you
How many point to the effect without lookin at the cause
And how many are pointing guns that were appointed by the law
I’ve been knocked down and undermined
When there’s a war what is it good for
You’ve seen it thousands of times
How many more, how many more
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20. |
HOPE feat. B-Element
02:41
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One take
I hope that you’re listening
I know that you've been tired as a brand new Michelin
But I hope you're still chipping in
I hope you're forgiving of all the wrong that's been done to you
And it's gonna happen again so I hope you forgive again
I hope my best friend's afro and brown pigment
Is not the reason that you treat him like he isn't a citizen
I know it is though, sickening
I just hope I can bring a glimmer of hope to the hopeless world that we're living in
I do hope for peace
I hope the police stop acting like a f***ing spoonful of cinnamon, uh
Cause he can't breath
And to the military state in the Middle East dropping knees
I hope you’re listening
Air strike over her village she praying the missile miss again
Low key news source telling me now I'm pissed again
Unarmed young black man why are you frisking him
Why are you frisking him, it’s pitiful
Watching through my phone screen all I can do is hope it don't get physical
Down the street, that's a Muslim man not a criminal
I hope you know most Quranic stories are also Biblical
Uh, I hope that you hear me
I hope the fact my beard’s long don't make you fear me
You're just like me clearly, I just hope you can see it
We call ourselves human I just hope that we can, I just hope we can be it
Yeah, let it breathe
Uh, I hope you have hope too
So maybe we can continue the fight of the great ones that broke through
Uh, I hope to, spread a little knowledge of not nothing and coax you
To hopefully stop something unjust
I hope a cop's gun jams next time he's trying to bust
At someone for doing what, I just
I hope that your livid, but I hope you're forgiving
Cause that same shit'll happen again and if you can't march through that pain
How are we ever gone change the world we live in, shit
I hope this ain't it
I hope we're not doomed for damnation till we no longer exist
But, even if, I hope you don't give up
I hope for revelation
Humane expectation I hope we live up
Some people sit around hoping someone will come and save us
I just hope tomorrow's a little bit better than today was
I hope, I'm done crying for now
I hope my little cousin Ezra is smiling down
This is for you, I hope peace finds your parents and your brothers
I know you're floating among us
I hope you know that I love you I hope, yeah
Inna Lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un
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A.Rob Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Palestinian rapper -Philly PA / Harrisburg PA
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@ARobsMusic
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