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mother and child

Funding for the waste pickers
Structures let's build with them
Preventive measurers for disaster
Insurance fund for the better
Community

never told
I give 'em extra like hurt his community
Shoulda iced out his legs
How he finna run all his jewelry?
Funny nigga actin' finicky
Energy all

Intro
Urban Team
A suh wi dweet 
Yea mi style, yea mi ting up 
Wi pocket full a coil like di brinks truck 

Verse 1
Step out inna mi 
New beats,

had a family
It's alright, I really could use a friend

Looking back on a fanzine
From warehouse wars to bedroom communities
Burning down the arcade

button-press.
Or the GoFundMe where if we raise enough money, we stop racism.
But that doesn't happen. That's not how change works.
That's not how society works.

cells panic sell two tons of the IQ
When the energy starts to fornicate that's when I punch through
All type hard rock tracks that's hard to the max

more efficiently
By eating plants for energy
Maybe value more than wealth?
Community or mental health?
Right the wrongs of time and space?
Sure why not…

closure has indebted me
Can't let them get the best of me
Won't simmer down my energy
Grateful for my confidence and arrogance
They better listen when I

holdin' my chin
But the soldiers and infants, the kids are missin'
The community movin, when the elders are gone
The park is empty, I mourn with this song

hustle for funds/ I’m from a city where the city where the police don’t come 
4Police won’t even  protect the peace / do l 

   they wanna see all

throw up guts 


A pussy nigga Throw up guns 
Kids lost
There’s No community centers and no funds 
There’s no beach
 But we resort to sell drugs 
No more

The haters been stuck
Waiting for Scotty boy to come back home
I know they missing the raw energy
Man the trap metal scene
Been missing a foe
Grew up in London

the one, I'm the one
Double up my funds then I double it with love, it's a dub

Hater boy be talking I'm Lebron I got the block
Hundred on my wrist got

Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

The Coup

Genocide & Juice

1994

of my city
Who treats young black men like Frank Nitty
Mr Coke said to Mr Mayor: "you know, we got a process like Ice T's hair
We put up the funds for

Fat Cats, Bigga Fish

The Coup

Genocide & Juice

1994

of my city
Who treats young black men like Frank Nitty
Mr Coke said to Mr Mayor: "you know, we got a process like Ice T's hair
We put up the funds for

they'll help we
A simple comment, a minor gesture And we're filled with the energy
Putting our faith in others While calling each other sister and brother

of the race
Greed is the name
Keep me poor
So you stay cleaning floors
While you flexing on rooftops
Droppings crumbs
From these stolen public  funds
Give my

thing as equal exchange
There is no such thing as fair world trade
Poverty induced under-consumption
leads towards panicked over production
Fund

working smarter than em never call it dumb luck
Some homies run the streets, others got trust funds
But honestly, if your from The 9 then it's 1 Love
Yup

independence
Retire early community
Intuitively see money as an opportunity
Students achieve their dreams of studying at
University personal
Responsibility. My

buy everything for the community 
- [ ] I'm trying to gain abundance where I got the funds to give 
- [ ] Growing vegetables and fruits for immunity
- [

is constantly rising
By learning to be a lot more compromising
Digital nomading. Making a living designing
Synchronized energy, self-care,

throats like how'd it get this way
Our community convened to tear each other down again
Ive been at a loss for words same problem different age
Can't even

play victim so much
he scammed a community just to collect
I see you dropping them albums envision my volume
I'm not impressed
Sorry you outta respect