Conscience
Kage of G.O.D
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Pops in the pen He callin me from the jail phone Ain’t speak to him for weeks Couldn’t pay the bill for my cellphone It’s hell here EBT cards, n*ggas on welfare Section 8 housing Government funded healthcare Jobs is bleak And these streets they made hustlas Spirits is low And these drug they made customers TSA goin hard But the drugs made it through customs Why is there a war on drugs? Man don’t trust em I’m tryna live the right way But this life turned me into somebody I wasn’t Now I’m tryna live it my way 90’s Usher shit Flip coke cuz the crime pay And all the fiends tryna figure out how much the line weigh While I’m tryna figure out how good this 9ine spray 9 times outta 10 Space where my mind stay So keep ya eyes off my entree Cuz niggas never gave me shit And ima grind till my dying day I lost my grandfather in May And it hurts just to say that If he was here he’d say “Kadeem be strong and don’t mistake that To be in this world is to be blessed and not a lot can say that Don’t be playing games cuz this is life And you cannot replay that So every chance you get Make sure you make the best of it Create new testaments” That’s blasphemy right through your residence Open the duffle I never seen so many presidents Cops getting acquitted Even with video evidence They wonder how I feel But nobody ever ask me They’d rather give a dap and a smile When walking past me Just to avoid the conflict The conflicts constantly clashing I’m cashing in all these commas Invest my time in my passion Y’all just wasting your time While you drinking, smoking, relaxing And laughing about the same shit that yesterday you was laughing bout While my phone jinkin Gotta jug yea we trappin out I’m in trap mode It I’ll get drunk and bring the rapper out My fams all I ride for Friends I don’t die for Cuz they’d turn there back If New York City was Darfur Out there foods what they die for Here n*ggas dying over Jays And the gangs that they ride for And I ain’t gettin caught up in this black and white beef All blacks ain’t criminals Not all whites wear white sheets I’m me Add a bottle of henny then times 3 Smoke a spliff while I gaze at the stars The night speaks It said believe in yourself, leave them n*ggas surprised Stay true to who you are Avoid them n*ggas that lie F*ck wit n*ggas that’s doing it Not with n*ggas that tried Wasn’t blind But couldn’t see what was right in front of his eyes Mama told me “if that drinking don’t kill you n*gga Then time will” Do those that think that they a legend N*gga I’m Will On the mic I feel like terminator with my palms filled With raw steel Bouta give your stomach a warm meal They be like that boy sick Man that boy ill No antibiotics, not even on pills No school, no screws But the boy drills Tryna get this f*ckin money up For these 4 bills Tryna get this f*ckin money up For these 4 bills Feed my fam some more meals Keep rappin and make em all mitten It’s G.O.D
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