Substance
EJ Humble
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If you expected to hear the same old street shit Might as well go ahead and change this track quick 'Cause I'm definitely on some other shit, lost my lil' brother shit Wanna see the cop that did it, just so i could sluggem shit Don't worry bout the streets no more, there's a bigger gang Called the Police, rockin' citizens to sleep man And they ran by the government and they on some other shit The "Let's keep the people poor, long as our pockets thick" To top it off the government is raised by a bank Called the Federal Reserve and they run everythang A bank running every thing to you might sound funny But our country in debt 'cause they loaned us money So the gwapage in your pocket is owed to them Might as well be shit paper or holding phlegm Controllin' him, never that I'm not a mental slave god I'm guaranteed to give you truth until I reach the graveyard Why? HartBeat Go Hard, Feel Me HartBeat Go Hard, Ya Heard Holy White Jesus Batman, who the hell is that man Goin at the govvy with bullets but no gat man It aint about that man, I hit 'em with facts man 'Cause a consume pellets of knowledge like I was Pacman With no fear of the ghosts, and no fear of the beasts A Child of the Most High it's that spirit in me Take a gander a see a Black God on earth And Imma raise my seeds to know that from birth Teach 'em Universal Spirituality Not this corrupt corporate American mentality Of raping the planet through constant consumin' Which equals screw the people long as business is boomin' We facing a situation, we were waiting for Obama To do something, we just kept waiting for change But aint shit change but the president It's business as usual, it's blatantly evident So HartBeat Go Hard, Feel Me HartBeat Go Hard, Ya Heard F*ck an idol god, f*ck hell, you mad, oh well Yall state yall opinion, imma state mine as well I'm to succeed where most MCs have failed Just get the message out, give a damn if I sell If I do it's a bonus I got youngin's to feed And queen that wants the world, not really but she needs You got a dis-ease, research Dr. Sebi And get a mid wife, stop injecting the babies That's neglecting the babies when you do that Silent weapons are what they use to kill true fact I aint here to entertain, I'm here to pick ya brain, f*ck ya pinky ring Chain, all the lil' change you spending, the car you drive and all the Lil' dames you swim in Cause at the end of the day it means nada There's something bigger trying to kill us just for ha-ha's And my eyes are wide open, less drinking more smoking This is thought provoking run it back and let it soak in Because HartBeat Go Hard, Feel Me
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