I saw that something ain't right
So my lines like
Light for illiteracy rates
That's a red sign
Stop, a forewarning I'm enjoying cause the options I'm exploring have me stuck across the Jordan
No air
Breathing in this life a nightmare
Habitually asthmatic when that tragic happen we inhale
Heavenly O2 from the Father who pardons those in gel
Or greasy foes that don't acknowledge the throne
Keep it all in my dome
Home been like a parables told
But only one matador in scope
When I was blind to the feces
Deceased
With a seize and desist
But couldn't cease the cyst
Assisting systems of oppression
When I'm thinking that my business is a blessing
Malignant growth of decadence that daily seeks to threaten
Beings designed divine, not dollar collections
Wine the vine don't treat me right, drunk off pride
But brutal looking at Orlando shootings
Laying in my bed from food poisoning and news the homie dead from high school
Something ain't right, I'm not clueless
But when that storm hit
There's no other direction or else I'd lose it.
The wind gets violent
The rains get clever
The crime keeps rising
The tears get wetter
We all look around
The storm won't let up
My people keep smiling tho
Our God ain't forget us.
Cause when its feeling like it won't get better
Even though you're fed up
You gotta keep your head up (x3).
And when it seems like the pain won't let up
Even though you're fed up
You gotta keep your head up (x3).
Do this for Dory's
That find their parents 6 feet instead of chilling in the deep blue
True
We could end orphans
But endorphins
Got us in our fence
Picketing til we end our fins
Thinking no need to keep swimming
ill
I'll shock and sicken
Quickly scribbling with these notes
To uplift those feeling the realness
Like my man's peddling them compact discs got that Fruitvale station destination
Our Adaptation,
Playing Donald or Alton
Pick the Sterling
Nah stay steel and listen cause we ain't stainless solvents
Preach the solution, don't just try
I remember off in chi praying with a mama crying that her babies shouldn't go to school afraid they gone die
Now we frying in the pan as the crime expands
urbanizing all the land
New Jerusalem at hand
So the peace will take command
Proceed now to take a stand
Let me see them hands.
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