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the truth from your lies
Control is fear in disguise
I'm not one to exchange health for wealth
Then buy back time before they die

Parliament

Crisis

Twista

The Dark Horse

2014

I did it to death and my nigga I got to go!

It's a crisis and a murder whenever you see both of us in the booth
It can be an interpretation

moto, moto
Teargas, the police are surrounded
Now how did we arrive at this crisis?
Started with the body of a youth found lifeless
Last seen alive being

I'm not for abuse
 That drives one of my loves to check in
Or be taken to be baker acted
 Due to the haphazards of addicting habits
Because getting

brothers they don't talk or exchange
Not a hey not a hi not a miss you not a love you
Now I got a generation of a bunch of missing cousins
Poppa... died so

trust
If ya bands is up
A man in some hand-me downs will
Be like "Hands is up" ante up
If I don't win then my family fucked
And I was told
"Don't hold ya

exchange for having their needs fulfilled
It's a costly bill but you can't put a price on acts done against one's will

In homes already broken
Boundaries

Now that I've applied this, I see qualities of goodness
It's a crisis that you've all misunderstood this
We kill righteous men like socrates who

dilution
I'm ballin', I hit record, I'm gettin' courted by Lucian
The lord abuses the blacker culture with actors like Rapaport
They rap your chorus

 all the night shift nurses at the hospital
Raise their families dressing up open sores
Niggas out of control messing up the neighborhood
Just an average

a dream and actually made it
Life was crazy
Grew up with two parents
I know that’s a blessing
They gave me everything
And in exchange I never listened
I

imitatin life
As life imitate the artist
And the hood is like the canvas upon which we get to drawin
Paintin pictures of potential, craftin a crisis

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structure
On the last leg of his militant journey
Married my mother, had some babies
Mobile houses and faith
Country, the the culture
Took his family, flew

Give you my all, though it isn't enough
Give you my time, though I never have much
It weighs me down
One-sided exchange
Burn my efforts on you
But you

we can smile 
And pretend were one big happy Family
Chicken change in exchange For sanity
I know I'm not the only one Going through this (Parental

friend who doubled down as my fiancé of almost 8 years who had patiently been waiting for us to start a family together and I left that in exchange for

getting grounded on your island 
But you're drowning in a crisis, you're frowned upon in silence
Let's be real, no one has kept you around for your biceps

by the SNAFU sigh of a mind in crisis 
A mighty morphing, prize fighting type of a seismic warning 
A violent force that annihilates your vital organs

to a crisis
Forty renders you spineless
Terrorize like I'm isis
So much seen in my iris

Shooting stars in the Wraith
Notorious B.I.G. with the faith
Moments

friend abuse
Your whole whole entity
From your integrity
Intellectually, socially and physically
He was literally living rent free in your psyche
My homie

enter this door
I see a man of god
But then why he produce
All these sounds of abuse
Under this roof it don't stop
Cause I ain't ever believe you loved us

All she want is a better living
On her own her family distant
She need money for her tuition
Everyday is a struggle the love is what she missing

a Bitch or two
It was my coping mechanism just to deal with your abuse
You used to weaponize the law weekly like a routine
A white privilege power card just