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without inhaling weed, yet I proceed
To now move without greed, Tariq is a solar system, a star seed
The lack of fallacies in all actualities, a growth

dead broke
Tryna stay a float
N ot tryna gloat
Whateva u chose to do
Always got my support
Ull know ya nigga fake 
Dat say the same
Cause its neva gone

reputation
Spit all over my attention
Men
Suck away my motivation
Refuse to give us recognition
Think that life is their invention
Men
Support the system when

for daps
Fuck the recognition 
I'm just tryna get my money right 
Got people counting on me 
That a'int living right
I plan to go the distance 
This is

this system with a thought for ammunition

It's the train of thought It's a frame of sorts
A campaign where you can't just feign support
The train

Father help me Catch ah grip
Child's support The only thing She getting after All of this
Fuck you bitch It's best ah keep My distance you Could suck ah

Security system, TVA, farm parity
Health plans and unemployment
Insurance can afford
To address it'self to the cancers
Of starvation, substandard housing

No I don't need no guidance
I'm fine with my heart in my hands
Need no guidance
I'm fine just the way that I am
Please give me some distance
You

blame my past no more, I come from the trenches
Some said I'd never be a superstar, but I know I'm different (no, no, no)
I'm The Voice, but the system

the knot and then lifted up on my lip to get a good
Grip on the stitches and ripped them
I tripped him – it exposed a glitch in the system
Wrote code that

people dying but when will they listen
It's like we kill each other while they pree it from a distance
Play your position, can't put faith in the system

the finance, but that's not where the musics at
I see my brothers targeting markets to where the Indians at
Hold up, no support from the only place that you call

Some said I'd never be a superstar, but I know I'm different (no, no, no)
I'm The Voice, but the system ain't give me a choice
Know some people that's

How do you do. 

There's a lot of opportunity for some nice press here...

Dot by dot
Building up the image
Shot by shot
Keeping at a distance

of history
Our very own planetary Systems aligned with your Heart and your kidneys
The stars in the distance not far For Allah to depart in a Merkaba craft in

over flows

Wat u talm bout Willis gotta keep my distance,
Check my name crackers got me in da system,
Blick city we fa eva blickin,
Been hot where ya

Might just go to fucking Spain fucking hoes and pop champagne
Keep my distance from you niggas talking but are broke and lame
Omg baby I love you on your

The systems built for us to fail my nigga move with sense out there
Them crackers will do anything to lock you up like you menace
I'm praying for my people
I'm

this peer pressure

[jordan]
im tired of receiving endless criticism
for not meeting an exceptionally high standard
and receiving zero recognition when I

shamed to relive it
Find peace and get that rage out your system
See your sadness inside out, like Disney picture
I got the killer instinct and primal Rage

an artist when I'm rapping, activist if we link
A nigga boy to this system that wants me dead or gone missing
And got me fed up existing. I'll throw my life

to the rules
Conform to the system
We are slaves
Catastrophe in the distance
Yeah
Thoughts from 4th dimension
We are slaves
Catastrophe in the distance
VKDKV,

covers
I do this for the fathers that take care of their children
Who don't need recognition because it's not competition
Who grew up poor
With no support

forgone
Turning bedrock like elderly bones
Ants of an empty hive
Shake the foundation till it entombs
Suck the buildings from sky
System breaking