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man who walked
The dusty streets
We did not see how our King
Could come down to wash
Filthy feet, how he could
Wear anything but robes
Of majesty.
But

people

He was surrounded by some men when he became the victim
Cold and ruthless to his pleas they assaulted him
Lying on the street he wondered when

the fire expecting not to get blazed by me word
Word on the street people hearing me
Spit my bars is so fire bbq from 9-3 man
Yeh I’m a suspect but no

infiltrate the city
Peasants and servants and me
Walk the street

The white handle! I seek the doorway!
As a means to avoiding the end

Those who came with me

talking wall street now that your forgiven wasn't your place now may I say I paved the way that was all me lefted my heart on park didn't start the car did

of home
To much stress now on crack now the streets she roams
Crack baby children forced to find a family
So they join a gang to be accepted by the majority

shatter of glass, 
my cousin he was kill by the cops, 
this was 09 it's 2020 now they gave him 17 shots, 
attached a letter to helium ballon hope GOD gets

find me in the streets
I will never ever lose I play for keeps
Money talks, that’s a figure on my speech
Evel Knievel stunts on me when I beast, yeah
I

an everyday thing to me
From the corporations to the vendor on the street
Seeing my golden skin fills them with greed
Keeping our kids from Ivy League college

ramdasel live my life up in the matrix 
Doin this life thing justice 
You gon think I had a manual buh I been doing backflips hitting street rays like a blue

still believe -n- love

Get back to love again
Can we get back to love again

There is life lost everyday
By the hand of a guilty man
Where's the justice

favorite scene aye
We been working on da streets aye
Praying justice more peace aye
Everyday is a new day 
I wouldn't have it any any other way 

Everybody

A mothers child lies in the street a drive by the innocent takes the heat oh that's crazy
We must stop the violence to end the sorrow and live for today not

on
Give me the beat I'm about to kill all these fuckin' cops
They've been tripping shooting niggas down in the street 
Never judge a book by his cover

The cops that killed him just walked past it
The streets are crying for a new beginning
It’s not a game and nobody’s winning
You got to fight for what you

relative to perspective or person
Picture don't do her justice she look
Better in person
Often imitated nobody in perso'nating my baby when rating my baby

a nigga, pick nigga
Who you wanna be
Today's your lucky day whitey
You get to be me, you get to be free
I'm incarcerated, I'm endorsed by hatred
Ain't no rep

forgotten
This for Ronell Foster. Cat Daddy. rest and prosper
This a problem we can’t avoid. I’m screaming 4 George Floyd
We protest in streets til the system

that root up out of there
And then plant a whole new tree
A tree of love, justice, mercy, grace, compassion, kindness, forgiveness
You've got to plant

- did I do? 
To be hunted this way
I cant walk down my street
When you're runnin' up on me
For no reason (Don't make no sense)
You made us the enemy,

music still lives on.
So it will continue, when all the filth has gone. 

Our ranks are filled with comrades,
marching down the street. We are hunting

ain't easy, there are many twists and sharp turns
But fuck the prices, my soul ain't something to bargain (Hold up)

And fuck a hunnid, times that by

high on coke
To choke innocent civilians by the millions

Agarraos a vuestros anos y prepararos
Porque Roger ya ha llegado y lleva un taper en sus manos

sitting down here by Burgundy Street
I see all these people a-shuffling their feet
I'm trying to keep the rhythm while they walk to the beat
Yeah, and feel