This is called being high as shit, for That's the name of song, nigga High as for Hours Here we go,
American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the They came seekin' freedom Then they end up ownin' Justified it usin' which saves Religion mean shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why is a crisis But in reality this country do the shit Take a life and call it Remember when Bin got killed, supposedly? In a lobby after a show, was noticin' These white ladies watchin' CNN, coverin' the They the headline and then they all started clappin' As if had just scored a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second, watched high-five each other For I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' he reached for a gun really think we dumb and got a death wish Now son is layin' breathless When I was a boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Out for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the Wonderland where niggas still Just like they was back home, and wrong So now "Fuck the government!" They see my niggas And they give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah
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I had a convo with the President, I to go and see him about the things I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a full of white folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, think I choke Nope, raised my hand and asked a man a Does he see the struggle of his brothers in And if so, if you got all the in the clout As the President, what's you from helpin' niggas out? Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you catch my He looked me in my eyes and spoke and he was rather He broke the issues down and me he was well-aware I got the he was sincere and that the brother cared But dawg, you in the chair, the hold up? He said, "There's that I wanna fix But you know this shit, politics." Don't stop and don't stop believin' You can the world better for your kids before you leave it is slow, always has been, always will be But fuck that, bust back 'til they kill me Change is slow, has been, always will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back until they kill me?
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a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper at history, it's there to pick apart See, the people at the top, they get to do just what they 'Til after a while the people at the bottom finally get Then start to holla "Revolution!" of livin' here, destitution Fuck that lootin'! Can you me what's the best solution? I used to it was to overthrow oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that means we'll have less of But see, not that simple I got to thinkin' about the history of human this instrumental played Then I realized somethin' that Me if revolution was really ever the way Before you and throw a fit over these words I say Think this shit for second, you heard the way The in abusive households grow up Knockin' out cold—that's called a cycle becomes the abuser and that's just how life go So You get the power, but you what power does to man? Corruption always leads us to the same again So when you talk revolution Dawg, I hear just what you What good is takin' we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right of you I said, what good is takin' When we what you gon' do? The only real revolution right inside of you, nigga
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