My school is old and I'm not cool I'm cold
I won't rap jewels, I drop jewels, gold
I won't pop tools, I plugs move to all
My young dude like pop dues is suppose
And I won't care how's name is on my clothes
If won't make me more famous if I own
It will only make them more famous so really is still me
And if they in pain, you may never know
How's in my 'but I'm in that war soul
These days I say looking for war clothes
Something took it again and weakening
It' like a T-shirt with a message in
I see y weapons on my war ain't
Feels like all god invisible paint
This ain't hard this is more like artury
Stop shutting, try to put truth for your heart
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What should be?
All the God dash I ain't try t hear it
You rapping bout fashion, I ain't try to hear it
All the trick you smashing, you track and my spirit
God give me compassion and let 'em pass and share it
I ain' got time for what they been planed
So I turn up with this job
Maybe you got too much time o your hand
You need to take off the risk, watch
I'm back like I never left, forever fresh
Like a sweater 'use the cover of my church as best
Don' be fool I'll be jude beneath the surface
Some don't thinking they think I'm worthless
Cuz I'm a fan of a '
But I'm a man with a lion heart and my own hands try to get apart
They trap that they raping bout
The rap in the streets got 'em trap in the streets nd they can't get out
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That's unethical homes like military drums be in front like genetic'
You can't let a soul 'while we let this '
'knowing this labes got cooking tuning lines
Like demonstrating a dollar sign
Now we all staring our own, but most of us growing he same fruit
From the sede they sold
All the God dash I ain't try t hear it
You rapping bout fashion, I ain't try to hear it
All the trick you smashing, you track and my spirit
God give me compassion and let 'em pass and share it
I ain' got time for what they been planed
So I turn up with this job
Maybe you got too much time o your hand
You need to take off the risk, watch
You see these grease in my hair, you see this grease in my bear
I got something amazing to share
Add to the silver strong and get silver thug
Wisdom you never say my soul 'is dumn
No silly, silly I was just sound as simple as a man knock this along the rhythm
Walk and flag along
The dictionary wap, my worst pain pictures was the 'strap
Really dumb you gonna see the scriptures clearly,
Fictive we bout to get your mind go back
For that look around and you'll see
My people living with the slave mentality
How can we settle? We're free
So all we gotta do is keep up to next change with metal
How will risk, watch his bracelet hand, this man I's like he can't resist
All the God dash I ain't try t hear it
You rapping bout fashion, I ain't try to hear it
All the trick you smashing, you track and my spirit
God give me compassion and let 'em pass and share it
I ain' got time for what they been planed
So I turn up with this job
Maybe you got too much time on your hands
You need to take off the risk, watch
