Wish I Could (feat. Andy Brookes)

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I wish I could do a lot of good for myself
If I could erase one thing that was being misunderstood
While making my life as I should
Oh lord, wish I could, wish I could, oh lord
Wish I could, huh
I have never been rated,
I am the one to be hated
Always been berated
My plan had never debated
The rhymes I write
Are seen like the uncommitted crimes committed by me
I might rise above the hate
I have got so much to fight
In spite of this I fight the message
of divide
Now the dust it will bite
Such are the thoughts I have got
Always in search of the inner god
Protecting my soul from being bought Using my pen as a sword

Like X marks the spot
The difference is
As a human when I witness this
So confused and lost in bewilderment, Covering all of the ground and realizing
How vast within me the universe
is
I am also a product of this ignorance But outgrowing it, outgrowing it
yeah, outgrowing it
Outgrowing it, huh

Wish I could do a lot of good for myself
I could erase, one thing was being misunderstood
For making my life as I should
Oh lord, wish I could, wish I could
Oh lord, wish I could
Wish I could, I am also a product of this ignorance, but outgrowing it
Since I can spin a number of challenges
So many wishes trapped in a, if
I am just an ordinary man
Recording my voice as I can
Recording my words as I can
While the whole world is making fun of me with a gif
Heart open, mind closed, I gotta flip the switch
As many are wondering
What's my next step
Here it is, as many are wondering What's my step, here it is
Wish I could do a lot of good for myself
If I could erase one thing was being misunderstood
While making my life as I should
Oh lord, wish I could
Oh lord, wish I could, wish I could,

Unleashing my wrath over this track While against the wall pinned is my back
So I am laying down this
lyrical attack
Hip-Hop on the top with every album I drop
I am tapped into the culture that's my hack
That's my hack
I ain't ever claimed to be black
But your only claim is that
This whole rhyme for no reason would be right
But I'm a touch on a fact
Supporting black businesses, promoting their brands
Then making money off of it
Now they'll say that's the definition of what hustle is,
Your head is where, the direction of my muzzle is
I am the definition of what struggle is While they become popular of skin And then they claim
I'm supposed to be on top because I am everything what my colour is
While your son gets richer
Another man and his son is living at the mercy of a trigger
Ain't been behind the trenches
But just warming the benches
Money you got is yours
It don't make us any bigger, any bigger

For gaining likes, they are spreading lies,
As I witness this from my eyes
With all of them I break my ties
With every bar I write your fakeness
dies
How much you crave
To eat on the sacrifices of someone else's pies
Someone else's pies
So with fake stories you feed us
These knee jerks just gotta bite the dust
I said the N word
Yet I am the racist
Those who promoted it, them you trust
Here is another myth I bust
Another myth I bust
Wish I could do a lot of good for myself
If I could erase one thing that was being misunderstood
While making my life as I should
Oh lord wish I could
Wish I could
Oh lord, wish I could
Wish I could, yeah

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