Minority Report
Nicholas Craven, Raina Simone, Talib Kweli, Ransom
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I could have been a great man, but look, it was me who stood in the way of that I was taken aback by the things that God wasn't taking back I prayed for that, don't gamble with life and shoot to an ace in crap I'm surrounded by niggas who dream when it's only safe to nap Stay relaxed, breathe through your nose Reap it with flows Call 'em Duffle, 'cause you know it means death when D is composed What you hustle? Them people's agenda free of agenda F*ck your muscles, masculinity's toxic 'cause we surrendered See this blender? The death of the black man, we remember Teach the members of your church who you worship in each December See my temper? I got this from Daddy Dearest He had the clearest visions of what's going on now Thought we was glad to hear it Had to bear with him and his fellas he often had to bear with Ironic you driving that Ghost although you lack the spirit False prophets talking that nigga life pay the biggest price Claim to walk on water but now you skate on the thinnest ice It's a vice addicted to algorithms and Twitter gripes that bitter life You bragging but never lived, you a bitter life, shiver knife I'm sorry that's only reserved for prison types I fought for crumbs on that cake, 'cause they wouldn't give a slice Yeah, why would you play the homie? I ain't wanna give you hard five for changing the faces on me Take a moment, I don't think they ready for 'em Blessings never come whenever the f*ck you want They come when you ready for 'em Here's a toast to the truly gifted We're smiling when you say that you got it We knew you missed it Hypnotic, the music mystic Deliver scriptures, considered drifters 'cause we too defiant Remember giants can't listen to midgets whisper Already heard your story When caught between a heaven or hell, it's a purgatory My people deserve the glory from indigenous tribes to the block where niggas get high We survive, playing Stevie, he put that ribbon in sky He ain't lie It be snitches they build the case with Everybody pull out phones just to tape with, shit is flagrant Day shift, niggas be calling cops on they neighbors If it bleed, then it lead, they just tryna make the papers The faithful, beg for a chance to expose the faithless Nigga tryna get extra stripes, like some K-Swiss My name is my name, fame is nothing but a favor Can you feel it? Nothing can save Playing with that snow like you Thumper Get you shot like you Bambi's mother If you want peace without justice, you probably can't be trusted Scheming like some demons or calling Birdman How their hands be rubbing Yelling, "Free the lands" It's Peter Pan with Sandy Duncan I've been through many things and never ran for nothing You'll fall for anything if you don't stand for something Javodee family, the canopy I'm standing under Candy covered niggas be scrambling when my mans be dumping Steal imported from Mumbai On the tracks of their tears, the drunk provided by gunfire Niggas swear to God that they tough guys But really they tongue-tied This is rare air, it's harder to come by It's high-tech like Common when he was rocking that sungod Tomato head niggas get sun-dried They washed up, squad up My flow is magnetic, follow the gunpowder They turn it towards the light like a sunflower A black woman in America, they took my lips, hips, kids And still, I ain't scared of ya Don't take me out of character, no boxing, I ain't fair enough They shots to your quad, real lateral, call that squaring up The daughter of Oshun, I learned my life too soon They miss me like I'm married, I ain't never jumped a broom I swept some shit under the rug, 'cause I be tryna play it cool But if that shit come out from under, pull the rug from under you I keep a small circle, period, they algebraic theories He act up, we X him like serious Man, ain't no fear in this generation of offspring of Ronald Reagan experiments Was rounding good bricks like Lego's, shout my Nigerians Felt mad, but know how many acing and QP They calculate the profit of out in the box when selling loose He's a genius abandoned by the property taxes More money towards jail, than filling our backpacks Ain't no books up in our classes Now I ball like a socket, vision clearer these days Ate glasses, unhealed the pain, now addiction won't go away And all these purgatory thoughts We're sinning, tryna make a way Ain't no thief but gotta eat, I got a lot up on my plate And still, after all the meals that shit get scary when I think The things we do for the money, when we go that we can't take When pigs fly, I'ma stop A swine flu, it make me ache I had the power for it, show you what this net's worth like I'm Blake Here's a toast to the truly gifted We're smiling when you say that you got it We knew you missed it Hypnotic, the music mystic Deliver scriptures, considered drifters 'cause we too defiant Remember giants can't listen to midgets whisper Already heard your story When caught between a heaven or hell, it's a purgatory My people deserve the glory from indigenous tribes to block where niggas get high We survive, playing Stevie, he put that ribbon in sky He ain't lie
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Written by: Nicholas Craven, Raina Simone, Randy Nicholls, Talib Kweli
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