War Outside (feat. Alex Devoe, LEXONGOD, Manny Chaalam & Papo)

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Tired being at odds with you
Tired I'm on guard like harm comes with you
Tired of holding on to the stigma
That we nothing but sinners
Media loves to print up
That bombs come with you
This ain't a competition when the two of us in pain
Why duel we the dual sides of same dna
I got blood on my wounds
You got blood on your womb
Feels like we blamed and hated each other
And I don't blame you
If you think twice bout letting your guard down
Quickest to way lose your life that goes on now
We in pain
We ashamed
We at war
Fighting change
At our lows
Tryna grow
Is what I'm told
My mistake
Been at each other's throats like how'd it get this way
Our community convened to tear each other down again
Ive been at a loss for words same problem different age
Can't even find the root cuz we always throwing shade
Cause there is a war outside
And I
Need some protection
In this fight
There's no one rescue
Me tonight
The stars are my
Only source of light
Where should I go
Can I stay afloat
If I'm alone
There's a war outside
There's a war in the streets
There's war between us
But it should be between sheets
Only time we unleash
Within Our innermost beast
If it's physical or sapio
Climax will secrete
Black Women should be protected
Black Men should be respected
We so busy at war
That our children still neglected
Everything that we do
They mirror and they reflect it
Everything that they hear
They pick it and they dissect it
Is it woo or is it choo
Is it friend or is it foe
I know
Misguided youth
Making the choice
Cause they're alone
I
Close Both eyes
When I'm speaking to Both sides
Cause both guys
Have the knowledge and power
To be in bow ties
My soul ties
With energy
That flow like shore tides
I'm so tired
Of old lies
Dressed in the truth
Of disguise
No time for petty beefs
Just check your pedigree
They try to X us out the map
by any means
Now who's the enemy
A rising star, potential to be a prodigy
More than a prize, trophy or a commodity
Grew up around, shooters, scholars, and pile of Gs
Tryna find a lane so I can make my momma proud of me
Congratulate me I made it past 21
Done played the streets, but the game that we play ain't fun
I heard someone say they can't wait till kingdom come
The weight of the world been heavy been tryna dump it and run uh
Could care less bout the person Im to become
Can't be broke, by any means collect them funds
we fall victim to drugs money and guns
That's the story of the son, slung, stuck in the slums
Who won't get a job
Cause I can't stand to work a 9 to 5
No it won't help to pay my mother fucking bills on time
Momma steady saying we'll be fine
But to be honest I'm thinking that I'll better off resorting crime
Ticked off tight roping on the poverty line
True tales when I get to jotting down on these lines
So much weighing on my heart To vocalize in these rhymes
Like how they tryna snuff us out before my people could shine
Oh yea they taking us out you know it ain't nothing new
It happens everyday, you see this shit on the news.
Even the papers I read It always gives me the blues
Hold up I'm kinda confused
Oh now I'm really confused
The system needs reconstruction but who gone give us the tools
Incarcerated all my elders who gone give us these jewels
They told me slide with a tech I might run in to
A duel
A war outside but deep within I hope I don't lose
Cause there is a war outside
And I
Need some protection
In this fight
There's no one rescue
Me tonight
The stars are my
Only source of light
Where should I go
Can I stay afloat
If I'm alone
Heard he said
F*ck them niggas
On the other side
And its still
F*ck them niggas
When they mothers die
How it feel
When niggas
Thats poppin pills
Cant feel
Warmth of love
Instead it just give em chills
And I still look above
All the wrong in you
Tone death
But I know that
There's a song in you
Yo own flesh
Wanted nothing to do
But thats the mood
When you couldn't put
The baby to death
Without a clue
How to love unconditional
Love what was sent to you
Baby how it feel
When that love
Wasn't meant for you
Real shit
Only thing a real nigga
Deal wit
And its real niggas
That get killed quick
So if i make a
Grave mistake
Bury me in bathing ape
Oh my city is a pity
I just pray its never late
I know 50 killing 50
I just pray they take break
For the many mourning many
And its plenty on the way
Cause there is a war outside
And I
Need some protection
In this fight
There's no one rescue
Me tonight
The stars are my
Only source of light
Where should I go
Can I stay afloat
If I'm alone

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