Lyrics:
raging
You can be emancipated and still live on a plantation
If you destroy the fruit without addressing the root
Then you gone keep getting a harvest
Like a tree my roots remain
I can't be pulled away
And your son will come to stay
Timothy was warned by Paul
Quarreling takes value from all
He lives in
people giving to this yarn town, this yarn town
People building, they're building lives inside this yarn town, this yarn town
It has built me, my roots run
the oppression and rise
Let it not be our demise
I wanna live in a world where i can tell my son and look in his eyes
It's gonna be alright, people love one
Live Loyal nigga
(Uh)
(Uhhh)
Cartel cause hell nigga
Niggas say everybody trying rap
Nowadays everybody trying trap
Life good when you smoking
Possessed by
Ancient devil worship
The criminal mind
The one who stole your life
Yet you defend to mankind
The manipulation is so thick
It will take
up my heritage
Shaolin surrounded by the cruel sea, crabs get stabbed
Chemistry lab is filled with motorous vocab
That drive niggas crazy like Arabs in
[Prince Poetry]
The sun reflects off of the waves at sea
Rain support roots that implants the tree
There's a breeze - in the park, kites fly high
a cruel, bitter world
And they
Run away
From the prejudices of life
Oh, they run away
From the pain they feel inside
Others forced away
To live out
of a ready writer
I only speak of things
Pertaining to my Jah and Kings
And of the life of Him
Of whom all things and I dwell and live in
He said blessed are
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Now it's about to be talked about
You're gettin' slapped by my grammar
Vocals like a hammer with roots from Alabama
I'm under
Radcliffe)
Billy Radcliffe owned by the state
From his first breath to the cemetery gate
He was the first boy born in space
Billy Radcliffe
(Billy Radcliffe)
The blacker the berry, I say the deeper the stress
Make it out you an athlete at best, a lot of people they don’t pass this test
Life is cruel if you don’t
In the castle, along the river
Lives the King
His name is Richard
He's an asshole
He's an asshole
The king's heart is
So cruel and bitter
He enjoys
hands, and
Instead they give a hand held
And make you shoulder life's burden by your damn self
One thing that can't be debated
Power never changed
a wishlist that's a 6ix list
Mary's son call me Christ
Only the strong will survive
Only the woke will get by
Pacin' to lose pickin' and choosin' tryna live
Got a lot of potential but canít acuate
From learnt from lessons I canít count because Iím filled with hate
Of the cruel blow fate dealt my with
God, I don't wanna die...
I lie and bleed from bullet holes
Oh, Lord
I don't know why
Lord, I wanna live
Is there not another grace to me that you
shit on the daily
I thought he'd help but months went by and still we cry for babies
Getting shot in the school
Harassed it's cruel couldn't save my son
of happiness
From the table of some god who tortures you
For no reason
By making you endure a shittier life
Before providing relief?
So cruel
So unnecessary
Whether it's dressing as they dress or acting like them
And trust me they are acting, none of it's true
They influence our everyday lives as they pass
If
of the wise
Words to remember
Words to live by
Remember that you chose this route
So you can't escape it now
Folks back home counting on you
You know you gotta
shaka's
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures
By all means, expedite, "Live
im just trying to create a revolutionary trend
Trying to change lives
I give up the life they think i had
Soon theyll get it when they see
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