No, no, no, no, no!
Let me sit and smoke some mo
Hit the corner store, Simple living keep it hidden
Not to prison, Not a cog for the cotton gin
Of cops and politicians, no
‘Cause they know they wanna kill us slow
And they know they f#cking wrong
Hey man, y’all know that you’re f#cking wrong
They wanna grab the kid, Masquerade a passing slip
As some sort of masochist
Slap his wrist, trap his dividends
For the next five to ten to get his #ss back
Again, again
f#ck! ( laughs )
n#gg#, don’t you get it?
I get no final plea, I’m no anomaly
This ain’t no odyssey, I get no sovereignty
Work just the same as a lobotomy
Trying to turn me Into a commodity
If I’m for sale, then who the f#ck is buyin’ me?
Hold up. Hold up, man
Hey, it ain’t even no one here to say goodbye to me
Get your #ss off me
There’s no one here to say goodbye to me
Bro, what the f#ck Are y’all doing?
Hey, bro, hold up
It ain’t even no one here To say goodbye to me
Oh, sh#t I gotta say goodbye
I gotta say goodbye to me
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