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Journal Entries I//In Your System
by Josiah The Kid
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They tell you you ain't shit if you don't have bread from the beginning
Motherfuckers from the same school hate it when your winning
If you ain't about progress I hope I been offending
So pay attention kids to the knowledge I been lending
What I'm really tryin to do is get my bag
Feed my family, give it back
Cause when the money start to sit
It gets dirty that's when evil starts to stack
I never lack man every verse is crack
Pay me what you'd pay for a kilo that's where my salary's at
And if you ain't got the answers the meds do
Shovin shit in our face since way back in pre-school, I keep cool
Don't be yourself shove needles, cause the people in power
Man they love it when your feeble
They're doing what they can to keep you where you're at
Your spawn point is where your born, that's where they want you to die at
So fight back and if you got a joint then light that
Tell the man to run his jewels like where L.P. and Mike at
Manifest that my cadence is famous
Grown man is actin fishy so I gotta fillet this
The kid been tryin to make it out you better hurray this
And if you try to knock it then its permanent hiatus
I need to meditate these raps are my robbery
Beats are my get away
Social Renegade, who's only a hit
It seem like when people get power they throw their lids away
All I want to be is in love an optimist
A third eye ophthalmologist
A student psychologist
Dr. Weed like I studied at colleges. all my thoughts I been hollering
Couple souls I been bothering, I just be oh so tolerant
But I'm sending forth the peace
Got a bunch of mentors, but they're all deceased
I studied up on game then my thoughts increased
What's game son?
Game is when you can catch fire with fury like curry
And rain one
Where you put your energy
And what you rest your brain on
Still we spark up like neutrons
To numb away the pain so the thoughts don't move wrong
Ice cold bongs
All these hoes in string thongs
But I'm focused on string theory and existance
If you never picked me boy you picked wrong
They tell you you ain't shit if you don't have bread from the beginning
Motherfuckers from the same school hate it when your winning
If you ain't about progress I hope I been offending
So pay attention kids to the knowledge I been lending
What I'm really tryin to do is get my bag
Feed my family, give it back
Cause when the money start to sit
It gets dirty that's when evil starts to stack
I never lack man every verse is crack
Pay me what you'd pay for a kilo that's where my salary's at
And if you ain't got the answers the meds do
Shovin shit in our face since way back in pre-school, I keep cool
Don't be yourself shove needles, cause the people in power
Man they love it when your feeble
They're doing what they can to keep you where you're at
Your spawn point is where your born, that's where they want you to die at
So fight back and if you got a joint then light that
Tell the man to run his jewels like where L.P. and Mike at
Manifest that my cadence is famous
Grown man is actin fishy so I gotta fillet this
The kid been tryin to make it out you better hurray this
And if you try to knock it then its permanent hiatus
I need to meditate these raps are my robbery
Beats are my get away
Social Renegade, who's only a hit
It seem like when people get power they throw their lids away
All I want to be is in love an optimist
A third eye ophthalmologist
A student psychologist
Dr. Weed like I studied at colleges. all my thoughts I been hollering
Couple souls I been bothering, I just be oh so tolerant
But I'm sending forth the peace
Got a bunch of mentors, but they're all deceased
I studied up on game then my thoughts increased
What's game son?
Game is when you can catch fire with fury like curry
And rain one
Where you put your energy
And what you rest your brain on
Still we spark up like neutrons
To numb away the pain so the thoughts don't move wrong
Ice cold bongs
All these hoes in string thongs
But I'm focused on string theory and existance
If you never picked me boy you picked wrong