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[intro]

it’s ironic how i can see now, same n+ggas said

i was senile

we living in an upside down reality, where the

smart people get looked down on

and the world get praised to go stupid

moments of momentum, for those who create

my story get snapped on

[verse]

getting laced in them jordan downs, it ties you

up

crip life in the air, this how i blew(blue)
up

you ain’t grew up how i grew up

if i’m it(vomit) in the hood then you ain’t threw

up what i threw up

stomach pains from where it don’t rain

frequent

the hood smell decent

and they so high off the lines , sent to

the

precinct(scent)

concrete crippin’, you’ll find out what the c

meant(cement)

tell ‘em don’t ask faulty(asphalt) questions
about the side walker(sidewalk)

k!ll a man, the price is high, well look at bob

barker

i was on the roof(bark), talkin’ to my big dog

crazy i’m playing cool joe(cujo)

i’m walking through the knicks, awe h+ll what

was i thinking ?

couldn’t resist the other side, i had to get a

peek in

they was redlining(blood) crazy, goodyear

ain’t the bigger blimp

but ape, but i’m smart, caesar, i be the bigger chimp

imperial and central: f+ck it i had to get a glimpse
i could’ve got my brain peeled(pilled) for being

limitless

now i’m at a hundred percent, to put an end to

this

two piece of the lucy drug

hold on to the ratchet, it ain’t a groupie hug

could’ve got smoked, i do be(doobie) thinkin’

about it

see my mind in the gutter, i do be thinkin’ i’m out it

third walks up to third, my ass strolled through the

hood

third eye walk up to third, my astral(ass stroll)

through the hood

dog feeling kinda sp+cey, on jet sons(jetsons)

was lonely

missin’ my boy elroy, bart(simpson)

pop(gunshot) and my homie

it was springfield(city, simpsons, guns) action, flowers on every corner

man the c’s(seeds) still trapped in, we need real

captains

to control this bull we gon need phil jackson

the triangles i angle cry angels if you bothered

you wanna survive become a dodger cat

tia & tamera love, n+ggas better roger(roger evans) that

b+st+rds got pop but they ain’t never got they

father back

hope you got your father’ back, or maybe that’s

why brodie bothered

pops tried to preach to enemies now he the holy

father

first murder case at five, became the oldest

toddler

we all seen the outcome of malcolm x

but how come the outcome don’t outcome

malcolm respect?

child support cut, ex mouthing bout the cheque

cause she blew it(blue it), verified, cried, now she

about to flex

lex luger, ma sold(muscled) the stamps

and the kids clothes was damp, it was broke

dryers prior to coldest cramps

this period(menstrual cramps) of time, desire to

roll the tramps

old lean in the equation, bounce with the dirty

sprite

i seen how they get laid in

short life for the brave men, grew up in the street

now our life in the pavement

and yet they never pay men, on the first, it was

fire

f+ck it, feel like we cavemen

new whips and the chain, aw they got us slaved in

see i had a dream to be awakened

i was in denial(the nile river), cut short, this

where the lake end

salakem salam, salami was all i had

phone calls for the pen so mommy could call her

dad

see my life was a mess, i’m still spilling the steel

never got tired, i’m still(steel) willing(wheeling) to

k!ll

independence day, them ships got us in

terraform

somehow we scared of war

life on the beach but we wishin’ for a better shore

see what i’m saying(sand) b? a new wave

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