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sovrgrvpes - the potent poet lyrics

tryna cope with these losses
tryna stay out my coffin
too much smoke had me coughing
had to cut it like i’m cropping
feeling guilty cause i’m living, you gone
hateful sh-t what they on like a burning cross on the lawn
gotta keep my wallet on the dash
i ain’t reaching when you pull me over
don’t wanna be on the pavement takin gasps
sh-ts sad blood on his hands
blood on his boots blood on his blues
blood on his badge
my wife and son crying
turn on the news these n-ggas lying
stop hitting snooze
lay off the booze they multiplying
just another brick in the blue wall being black balled
another pr-ck on a crew call hoping we fall
good with a ball or a mic, stereotype
i’m writing masterpieces watch ‘em stare as i type
telling me i talk white not my areas type
like wtf that even mean? a black boy can’t be bright?
but he mixed though he light skinned
act like he rich folk man i was p-ss poor
no joke i was dead broke
had to buck with the system just to get a token
used to stay toking constantly i was floating
dropped some mushrooms with the fam to blow my mind open
i experienced the world as we were meant to
needed someone to vent to
so i thank god for this instrumental
say you real where your credentials
gotta reach potential
the potent poet is reloaded
dropped two dozen gems on ’em
y’all still tryna decode it
key to the city in my palms yeah we hold it
i ain’t even tryna hold you up that ain’t the motive
i’m so devoted i’m putting y’all on notice
life is a b-tch she about to get throated
i’m coming in with the nasty got my crown from rapsody
i went from ashy to cl-ssy y’all catalogs is ghastly
g-ssed up pump the brakes y’all n-ggas stay fake
talking about ya pump shotgun that’s a pump fake
you ain’t shooting get to scooting y’all goofing
i’m here to clean the yard i’m p–p scooping
y’all style some cheap liquor had too much now i’m puking
find me up at lupes getting that cool fade
one day i’ll sit on top like a toupee without any bars ‘bout gunplay
i do it all for love i’m thoughtful y’all be in the club it’s thot full
chock full of an intention that’s awful
i used to ride my magna now i be hot like magma
duke nuke ‘em on my black thought power like a panther
thinking back to when i had them rollerblades on
hockey in the ghetto n-ggas thinking we were crazed son
i’m free as a bird now some of our ancestors were slaves son
trailblazer paving new roads and ways and it feels amazing
black moses

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