Lyrics:
the flow
Sherman March, that's conflagration
Dragon flame, I spit that
Music I make is still blazin'
Burst flavor like a pressed grape
These other rappers
I'm not sweating any consequences
I do what I have to do just to get on by
There's no sex appeal in guilt nor anger
Ain't it enough, ain't it
flashing in the sky
but there's a charm that is greater still:
when my love's eyes are lowered
when all is fired by passions kiss
and through
legislation.
I begin this morning
with a quotation
from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
who believed
that the black community
should consolidate
their economic
of they who support it
Economic Slavery
Created by the system and
No peace exist because our leaders fighting war
Inflation of corruption
Taxation
The industry has crumbled
Succumbed to economic turmoil
At the behest of sordid flames
Tearing down tracts of livelihood
My grandfather built
to believe in what I could see
And if I were to believe in you would I find you in me
[Hook]
Walking through the flames I’m feeling Kilimanjaro
Walking
March for economic equality
March for better educational policy
March for opportunities In communities
March to give Martin his proper eulogies
March
down economics that maintain us as slaves
Do you know what they're up to while we sleep?
They treat the poor as criminals and give dictators parades
Do
wouldn't call the cops on us
Young and Black learning economics
Business principles they teach in college
Predestined entrepreneur
Money generatin'
economics in the projects
Got a bag fuck around and spent the profit
Shit
What would you do
I can tell you something bout it
Shit is real til you live it
All this pressure in my life, it be testing me
I know it's already July, mama pressing me
All the costs up ahead, steady stressing me
But you know
The world economic forum's annual meeting
At the end of January in Davos, Switzerland
Brings together international business and political leaders
We were waiting for the bus
No-one much around but us
Then I see this young boy cut a look at me
I'm stunned
In a daze
He had the whole street
the commotion quite emotionless
Like what's the reason for the protest
Turns out this brother was stopped by cops in mad traffic
and they beat him pretty bad
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
you can't stand their smiling faces
It's only economics, and you enjoy this
You get by now you're taking off
Man you are as high as a kite
Hey now
was mad that we got hit by Japan
Historians will tell you he provoked that shit
He told lies in attempts to sugar coat that shit
In '45 troops were
tribe.
I’m ordained by the father to elevate the mind.
Ya dude flyer, than a Philly bald eagle in the sky.
Cuffs drippin on that money green suede puma
means I'm watching my wealth
What they need we got it
Just make a deposit
Balance street economics
Somewhere off In the Tropics
(Yeah) I watching my
of you
Can you feel it too?
Kiss me in the corridor, run past the pool
Keys in the doors, embraced by you
Remember when you loved me?
Old flame
flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss
And through
the W.H.O
Hate to say I told you so
But now I tell you something new to know
If we don't stop the world economic forum
It's sad that SADS was a plot all laid
We were waiting for the bus
No-one much around but us
Then I see this young boy cut a look at me
I'm stunned
In a daze
He had the whole street
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