Sick Thoughts
Iván
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Sick thoughts Sick thoughts Let me get off Get off F*ck yo favorite TV show This a spin off Spin off Get lost Get lost For you get caught Get caught In this crossfire that im bout to fucking let off Every day that a nigga wake Bullshit or nonsense on my fucking plate Lucid dreaming got a nigga finna press escape And my feelings are a room full of great debates I couldn't stay on Facebook for 5 minutes Without seeing some shit that made me log out of it Cuz niggas be looking like a fucking backage Onna book asking girls to comment they age I'd rather see niggas go get a pay raise Than being something they not act yo age Not yo shoe size They say the truth lies Where the truth hurt Trust me Im sitting here bandaging up my foot first I hate my mf generation Look in a dictionary see us next to complacent In order to be real got to be in hoes faces Very second you do somebody screaming some fake shit Fucking on each other like diseases are fake shit The internet where we reside our favorite places i got a couple homies i had to cut em off Cuz they fit the description of some mf narcs I love em and pray for em hope they get far But wtf I look like losing when I just watched you lost I'll say the shit that make you break yo spine make you revamp and restart yo whole life The type of shit you sit and listen with glass of wine And let a young black nigga come and expose yo mind I would be lying to myself If i said I didn't take it serious I'm doing this till death Watching chicken heads and dumb niggas pull guns on themselves Im watching wrestlers fight over some championships belts That's fake gold if you don't know More that meets the eye Think before you grab that fucking pole Up and score On a 3 year old Bitch you fucking cold Mommy and daddies crying out with some runny nose The NRA got them puppets strings on us Took them young black souls and put some mind control on em Pass out ARs supply us with armor Now niggas questioning why they daddies don't want em That some sick shit But I'm sick too Letting every nigga know the government is after you To capture you Tryna trap yo mind Like la di da di But it's free 99 to have yo own damn body That's some bullshit From a pool pit Started by some Europeans that ain't never knew shit So everything that ran into they fucking stole it White washing at its best hands on the controller They found out we was reading they tried to remote us Found out we was dancing and they tried to control us Found out we like music Illuminati Look how quick a white man take over a black body They found out we was protesting Now let's push the aggression Office seats for protection Let me teach you a lesson Body cams for days More bodies in grave So when they find out we smart F*ck you think they gone say? Shit dates back to the ADs and BCs They hate seeing a nigga tryna be the next KD They rather us cop one and fry our brains To the point where pigmentation don't mean a thing So we kill each other Murder yo own fucking brother But treat the white skin like yo backseat lover Hating skin colors Having eyes for eyes Now let Willie Lynch Theory reverse a million times Now tell me that shit ain't backwards
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