Hip-Hop Shinanigans

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Bryll

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Please don't tell me you love me you moving too fast
I'm tryn make this shit last
I know I said it's me and you
When we was back at the crib
Now I'm focused on this music
I got something to give
I got something to prove
I got wisdom to share
I got something to prove
And I got something to prove
I got something to prove

Had to sit myself down
Like why the f*ck you playing around
You let these niggas salt your name then they safe and they sound
They play with your crown
You lay on the ground
Claim victim
Saying depression it made you cripple
But claim wisdom
Paint murals
And melodies inspiring your zip code
Cells sickle
Blaming your trauma on your heroes
I'm flawed
But flaws could never stop me from them zeroes
On God
Imma make it off this rapping cuz this shit in my blood
Too many prophecies
Of falling kings
Too many cops could be involved to lynch
Still we March on (Marshawn) through all of it
Cop cars we dodging em
Pop stars we cultured em
All Stars we birthed em
Y'all put em in cuffs
So forgive me for not listening up
Please forgive me if I'm spitting too much
But these poetry's
Pump life to me this rhythm my lungs
So when I'm gone and you decipher it my life in this song

Please don't tell me you love me you moving too fast
I'm tryn make this shit last
I know I said it's me and you
When we was back at the crib
Now I'm focused on this music
I got something to give
I got something to prove
I got wisdom to share
I got something to prove
And I got something to prove
I got something to prove

Please stop
Playing blocks
Getting glocks involved
The cops involved
Grandmama lost her baby boy
His pops in bars
Mom ain't working for the joy
But so the block don't starve
It's possible
She get the news and pop her arm
Chain effect
And we had dreams
So we can't eem blame the vets
You know from what we seen bro
This shit get dangerous
They played steps
Rep'd sets
Made same threats
It went left
I look for change
Put it on the page and follow my fate
This a different stage this my element
Y'all don't get paid
For snaking and being fake I'm looking like SMH
These cap just for the hell of it
Pick a new hobby
Not everybody
Is godly
With fitting words super oddly
So they blindly
End up lying and prolly
Gun bars
Drug bars
Being stuck bars
Thought y'all had rafe
Why y'all all in one ford
Not my intention to kill and squash artistic expression
But pay attention to your fans and the message their getting
I see you getting green
Cars like machines
Sipping lean
Whole team
Designer T's
Everybody eats
Weapons aimed at brothas who looking like you and me
Shit y'all crabs in the barrel
Let's rob the police
Take over the town and negotiate peace
I'll do the same me and mine and we'll build communities

Hip-Hop
Hip-Hop
Please don't tell me you love me you moving too fast
I'm tryn make this shit last
I know I said it's me and you
When we was back at the crib
Now I'm focused on this music
I got something to give
I got something to prove
I got wisdom to share
Hip-Hop
And I got something to prove uh
And I got something to prove uh

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