Lyrics:
Rubbing on that Italian leather
'Dem Konvict jeans on!
Ay yo Weezy! You Ready, yeah!
I get it in 'till sunrise
Doing ninety in a sixty five
Rubbing on that Italian leather
'Dem Konvict jeans on!
Ay yo Weezy! You Ready, yeah!
I get it in 'till sunrise
Doing ninety in a sixty five
detectives.
The KGB is smarter than you think.
Brainwash mentalities to control the system.
Using TV and movies - religions of course.
Yes, the world is headed
Yeah
You're in the presence of the realest
And since I've been served in lessons
Since the days of my adolescence
On the Cypress block, young
the count
I guess when your stars align
You do like the solar system and plan it out
So I'm goin' over time, on the overtime
Yeah, I'm that invested, but
one, there's nothing new about it
Want to make a statement?
You should have come without it
We're all part of the system
Load em up, shoot em down
in waves
I will be here until I drown
System's on overload
Goes to bed warm, but wakes up cold
What a bloody cross to bear
Time on my hands but I
I'ma thank God for my existence
I'ma thank God for my charisma
I'ma thank God that I'm in the business
And I'ma thank God I'm not in the system
I
Drugs in my system I can't let it go
And that bitch on my dick, she won't lemme go
Aye Huncho gotta get bit with the pesos
And it's my lifestyle bitch I
ma cateGOry
Came back come dey tell me sTOry
Then i give God all the gLOry
Contrabands in ma system
Like a yahoo boy with the system
I take em out, i
and neglected
In the system
Even when the system called
Child protected services
But they ain’t protecting shit
All these years I tried to hide that pain
you need
I'm a working system
And I do not fail
I'm your words no matter what you really wanna say
I'm your epiphany
And now that you can see
I only
a world I know that's burning to the ground
Give us time
To beat the system
Make us find
What we've been missing
In a world I know that's burning
and Malik flipped a kilo
I had lean all in my system
Fucked the whole pack up, let it over the fire
I forgot I was cooking
Watching episodes of The Wire
Welcome to Rap Opera, the mind of a guy that is not pop enough
Fuck Wagner the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up
I today waver
Okay, I gotta go
Maybe I don't want to know
There's too much truth in this room
Locked door, hospital food
Do you even know what you're doing?
was blurry I couldn't see
What it meaned, to really be grateful for everything
Like a king, I need me a throne and where's my queen
The system so
you the fist
Making it hurt all the way through ya
Making you feel like your less of a man
System of pain, obey the system
You pay to play with you ass
them suffer
No more democracy sham
Demagogy again
Enough of this shameful system
That gives stewardship to those who steal and betray their people
No
The system need a change we need to find another angle
Because the city is a jungle
What that a gwaan inna me area
How dem a gwaan me swear dem sicker
So we tired of the babyon system
tired of the babyon system
We tired of the same old dirty poli'tricks
poli'tricks
Tired of the senseless killing
the ones who die on the front lines
Yet their system maintains whether we live or die
This is
Warfare, Warfare
Warfare, Warfare
Warfare, Warfare
and let those bastards get the best of us
Just sit back while this system is destroying us
Sit and fucking take it as they take our lives away
I'm not
“Masquerades disclose the reality of souls”
Says Pessoa prose as I dodge potholes
"Stay Safe”
Keep valuables safe
Locked away in the safe
Safe
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