We need a new system
Not a new world order
Let the sunshine glisten
For your sons and your daughters
They tryna make us victims
Like lambs to the slaughter
Get us caught up in the system
For a gram or a quarter
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We need a new system
Not a new world order
Let the sunshine glisten
For your sons and your daughters
They tryna make us victims
Like lambs to the slaughter
Get us caught up in the system
For a gram or a quarter
The Feds were tappin metro
I Went out and got an iPhone
No difference except
I look cool wherever I go
I know I know
We all have our vanities
Some so bad they ugly like
Underwater manitees
If you thinkin that I’m preaching
That ain’t my mission but listen
Envision how every sentence
Has you critically thinking
I’m heated to speak like
Trecherous peeps
From Methodist sheep – it’s easy to see
They’ll never be me
I target the men who target the spin
I’m halkin up phlem
As I choke like I’m
Puffing a carcenogen
I was on hiatus from u haters
Now I’m back to tell it straight up
Understand that this day in age
The stake are greater
Is this talent
A gift, or a curse?
Cause i can’t think in terms of logic
Rather with thought attached to a verse
Birds of a feather
Flock together
And since so- the burning words of my soul
Will ember on forever
Im through with the dead-end jobs
Cuz really im too clever
Yet doin time for petty crimes
Isnt any better
Im an artist homie
Im an intellectual
My music is more than contagious
Its cross market injectable
Words i conjugate will devastate
Like hell on earth
Spit with a curse given at birth
My mommas first born
And you know my pulse is a snare drum
Veins are guitar strings
Music is where I hail from
The rest of the pack
My love for music
Stays forever intact
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