My People
M Preskitt
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Yeah. Ayo. Listen. This one's not on some gangsta shit or some softy artistic shit. This ain't on some singing shit. This ain't on some messing around shit. And most importantly this ain't on some bullshit. This ain't even on no M Preskitt shit. This is Mathew J Leal shit that I'm telling you and it's real my brothers, from my motherfucking soul motherfucker! That my people are fucking dying. Every day in this world, physically and mentally. Unjustly. Black people. Brown people. Gay people, straight people. A lot of motherfuckers. And most of all the poor people. So this ones for us. And I ain't telling you I'm gonna solve it. Nah f*ck that. But I sure as hell am gonna rap about it. Yo... I only ever spit is the truth And I never lie I may never become rich But I'll never die I'll be forever alive in the eyes Of anyone who ever cried While listening to me rhyme And everyone who despised Disguised as friends they'd ride But I'd rather have alive the the People who died Believing the lies The government spits Them bitches never provide You think you so fucking clever You never gave a shit about Anybody of color Till your business endeavors Led you to bother with the Brothers that be living in the Building you tryna demolish Man you thinking slaveries over? But it's awake Like a sleepover You some rich ass pricks and You know you get a boner Whenever you pick your Phone up And see a bum just got shot For some shit that he stole From the shop on the corner To feed his kids Living in the box on the corner And the homies with the Fucking boombox on the corner And the fucking single mothers In they socks on the corner Cuz she don't got no job And she don't got no car So she can't feed em much and She can't take em far I ain't looking for stardom I ain't tryna be hard I'm just tryna help People who Going through hard times Cuz I remember the times When my car just wouldn't start And looking at it now We all up in the dark And... My People ain't free Not yet! My People ain't free Got that!? You hate it when we Rock this! Oh you'll love it when we Pop back! My People ain't free F*ck you! You think we can't see F*ck you! My People ain't free F*ck that! My People gon be Trust that! My People ain't free Not yet! My People ain't free Got that!? You hate it when we Rock this! Oh you'll love it when we Pop back! My People ain't free F*ck you! You think we can't see F*ck you! My People ain't free F*ck that! My People gon be Trust that! Yo god forbid I ever want for Someone else's family What I want for mine I rhyme until the day you Get what I get What is mine is mine But what is mine Is piece of mind That we survive Yes we alive But f*ck that I be tryna thrive Cuz I know that I been tight And I been hype It's a fucking bloodbath When I rip mics From my fucking nutsack To my windpipe And I'm inclined to believe That slavery's alive and well Ah hell it never went away Mama telling you to work Until you make it to a better day And when you get it Then you got it Never regret it and Never let it get away Make sure you getting pay Cuz the one thing in the world That erases everything That anyone could say What could make em all holler The great equalizer The American dollar Without it They gon judge you by Everything they can Like the color of your skin Or the color of your baby Or the color of the lady That you made the baby with Everybody gon judge Getting paybacks hard When you gotta pay back All yo money to somebody Got one buck left Better save that Cuz the fuckers at the top Lying right to ya face I mean everything we eat Do we really know what's in it? And everything we wear Do we really know who knit it? See the cops kill a kid and You thinking homie You gotta be kidding Till you see his skin color You know why they did it And you know why they killing And you know why they spilling All this blood in the street Like a super villain Homie it's not appealing Cuz the money flowing Money going places I ain't got it but it's growing No it's folding, falling Running, calling, But the one thing that it ain't is Holding still cuz I be balling All my people in the hood In shitty schools Thinking that it's cool to Get a gat and go to bat for bangers That's the only fucking opportunity They fucking have When homies Getting shot for nothing White and black and Red and yellow, Every other fucking fellow Just a slave to something Never gonna make it Up to twenty one So everyone is drinking When they old enough to Hold some liquor And killing just as soon as They be old enough to hold a gun And learning how to run From the cops the very minute They learn to run Well Ain't no Freedom till we all free Cuz ain't no motherfucking sight Till we all see! Cuz brother we needing More than weed and lean And families from the burbs Seeing us up on the tv Saying we give em the Heebe-deebee-jeebees Its like the rain won't stop And the pain don't stop If you ain't gon stop Then this thang gon pop cuz... My People ain't free Not yet! My People ain't free Got that!? You hate it when we Rock this! Oh you'll love it when we Pop back! My People ain't free F*ck you! You think we can't see F*ck you! My People ain't free F*ck that! My People gon be Trust that! My People ain't free Not yet! My People ain't free Got that!? You hate it when we Rock this! Oh you'll love it when we Pop back! My People ain't free F*ck you! You think we can't see F*ck you! My People ain't free F*ck that! My People gon be Trust that!
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