wow u have talent, which is the name of the instrumental song?

I Never Felt Nun

Blood

Watching Movies with the Sound Off

The Star Room (OG Version) [Bonus Track]

i think i might be happy, pt.1

Hate Crime

Reassurance

lyrics:
young black man never saw a future past 18  young black man sometimes cant see through all this hating  young black man honestly man I’m just waiting  for an angel or a Jesus to come and save me  man i been stressing lately aint nun new yeah i been goin crazy my niggas tell you yeah thats true walking paradox in a pair of unmatched socks stalking hella thots but still searching for the truth mind in the gutter result in make me wanna roll up  but i cant go back to that looney toon life reality is all i need should have an episode of true life titled young black in america yeah thats enough or young hebrew in babylon now you breaching aqueducts a 16 year old domestic terrorist Matthew I think they’ve had enough but I aint never gone stop until negatives start adding up I sit on top of the dumps all my niggas crump they cant sit still its drugs in they lunch vaccine babies our pineals shut born wit anxiety they mama passed them the blunt uncle sam don’t love me aunt ram never hugged me we still worship them like they lovely think of ourselves as ugly chains on our neuroreceptors  false gods around our neck  switching lanes as I’m perfecting my craft man i cant be next to die gotta watch how i ride in disguise behind enemy lines i refuse to work against mankind but fear still crawls all through my mind been a suspect since birth never even grabbed a nine hear sirens survival tactics automatically align  so many victims in my genes blood seeps when i iron  and i rock em baggy and low like my eyes when I’m in the mall and i get shot looks that suggest they wanna try me fire in my steps  as i walk up these steps holding doors moving in stealth say racism is dead but nigga you lyin appearance never should imply the character of a man Im a god a zoned in loner arizona can in my hand working in the basement wit no ceilings cant be complacent my music i never lace it its straight dope you can taste it don’t make songs for you to like i tell truth so you can face it         

(chorus)

the fact that i have so much knowledge has always been a problem make me cold hearted but its warmer at the bottom but its crowded at the bottom and emotions overflow people speaking out they tummy tommies shoot as plasma flow always swam on the deep end of the pool because its just how I’m built man not because its cool God put extra fire in my soul so sometimes i cant keep cool passion mistaken for anger constantly in trouble at school because I’m being oppressed and the ceilings low cant help but to wanna rise up always been obsessed with finding the truth exposing liars sometimes i feel possessed how i keep rolling like a tire thru the fire leaving folks impressed but keep going i cant get tied up  but my fatal flaw is i cant leave these sheeple behind  my greatest gift is i cant leave my people behind  i often find myself close to the finish line then I turn around and I see my people dying  I cant leave em lying in the streets God sorry but I gotta succumb to the heat God  but then again i am a lowercase g god  so do i have control on when and when not to spare the rod? I feel like I know whats going on  so why not take matters into my own hands  cause i never seen the fingers of God  but i see this world tryna cut off his whole hand, man  and if i were to go against the evil i would be considered wrong  cause the law is set up to keep the evil strong  and the law is set up to keep the negro meek  beware of the day when we pick up guns and hit the streets because my soul reeks as death tolls peak enemies in covered sheets as we exposed in the streets  we meat between the teeth of these swine in pigs clothing keep the leaf between our cheeks look like iodine as we blowing purple vapors fill this nation no sunset I’m being patient 6:37 in west babylon sun rising in the basement 

(chorus)


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