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kng edwn - still here lyrics

[verse one]
they get weak when i spit it
been rapping for me city
b town the place of dreams where thieves roam free
a thousand niggas trying to bury me

[hook]
put your hands up in the air and do the 263
and follow me
put your hands up in the air and do the 263
and follow me

[verse two]
put your hands up in the air
see what i’ve seen thought these materialistic eyes
a mother k!lling an unborn baby because of her mistakes
she was in love with the racks, synik called it sin city
this just a continuation for my folks who’ve been with me
reality getting too heavy for my feet i can’t bear the weight
i’m sorry for the wait
they hate when i spit it cause i always k!ll it

[hook]
put your hands up in the air and do the 263
and follow me
put your hands up in the air and do the 263
and follow me

[verse three]
(follow me)
along this long road fueled by rage, pain tainted on a page
i stood up against all that fake cr-p, that you was feeding the hungry kids with special needs
meditating upon these rhymes day and night
don’t let that fake talk corrupt your soul cause you’re worth more than gold
we cracked the (da vinci code)
we cracked the (da vinci code)
we cracked the (da vinci code)
we cracked the (da vinci code)
da vinci da vinci code

[verse four]
i look at my parents trying to make sense
of our current predicament
it’s not my fault that i was born with it
gravity pulling me down
reality getting heavy for me
i gotta breathe and be free break these chains around me
they ain’t ready to understand
the system corrupted
world tainted by blood
our souls haunted by a brood of vipers!
got snipers on the roof
celibacy the only option
i put myself in that position
enough about the family matters
i heard chatters
that y’all dubious about my reign
ain’t that obvious i got the type of shit that can dismantle pain
ed speaks sense with these noble kiddy rhymes
that’s better than your shitty songs
lord forgive me for my wrongs
i’ve seen pastors turn into sexual monsters
gospel rappers turn into mobsters
they got strippers in them videos
big fat demi gods thinking they own the game
i’m zeus’s begotten son
zimbabwe turning into a waste land
minsters turning into wealthy millionaires
their daughters drying tears with bond notes
but they’re just ghetto riches
bindura the new capital!
the rest of y’all wanna be west coast but to me you’re just ghosts
illegitimate sons of failure and poverty
royalty flowing in my veins
these niggas getting sleepy
rhyme and rhythm the only thing that can strengthen the weak
my words are too complex
you have to wait for the next epistle
so i can penetrate to the deepest parts of your soul
snatch the gold and go
i’m just an african child who has never saw or felt the touch of snow
discrimination raised me like that mother i never had
there’s a homeless child out there who misses the bed that he never made
still here

- kng edwn lyrics

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