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Malcolm X posted at the window
I need mines by any means
Carry kings to guillotines
We finna stream on telescreens
Make Gil Scott gleam
Jill Scott

Hey, Whattup Red
I know it's been a while bro
I was just calling to see if you were still out here making music
Hit me back
Been gone a minute, been

And the hearts growing so cold
And all the weeping mothers
By the grave holding a rose
I'm tired of hearing news
About a young soul dying
With another father

The words that you gave
Will be guiding my way

He took me by the hand and then he said
Listen my child
You see some are born poor
Some are born rich
So help

This horrid text just came to me
Broken paragraphs
Shattered dreams
Loud intent sold by the tenth
On the fence you always lean
Dollar preview

The slow death is kind to him
cruel to me
my father will never know he tried to murder his seed
i guess thats a plus of watching memory recede
im not

immune
Another blue kid
Under a neon moon
I'm so sick
Of always being confused
By everything you've said
And never followed through
It shows me what's

stay embed
Just close your eyes, my vision dead
I'm sickly yes i need some bread
Mama thinking "what i bred
To sow the seeds he manifest
Father help him

of father
And his last night
All the guilt
From not saving his life

What were his last thoughts?
I'd rather not know

But I can't help
But to imagine, though

woah
Nuh bother try fi fraud
'Cause we are under God
And we're built on one foundation
Yeah, yeah
All the Kings of the World are set by God
So we give

break the rules, have sex with Your sister
Do not fuck with me, I am not Weak 
I work very hard and I do not Sleep
Suicide by a rope, what a Fucking joke

way out 
But gang gang

Ever since I was a jit I was on my shit try'na get it up 
Momma taught me how to count money by adding numbers up
So I started

home: they invaded
Bullets they love spraying; lives are being degraded
Philandro Castile. Same age as my peers
Sorry for what you feel. I wanna help you

Lord help us through these desperate times 
Father we need you
Put your healing on this world 
Let them see you 
The world portrays a message
That

like I’m hit by a train
Hate the word addiction, numb to my brain
Looking back now, I could’ve went insane
In the streets they got a code, seeing people

Come on people take me by my hand
A house divided cannot stand
Let freedom ring from sea to sea
Don't even matter-your race or creed
From Blue Ridge

more than 3 tokes
Time to get on...I’m focused on preparation for this marathon
Only focused on some business not yo pair of thongs
This help me with my

that when you slip
I'll fight through hell to break your fall
Your mother and your father too
And Jesus, we'll all help you through
All the mistakes that

out the team I'll turn ya squad to a meme
She think she clean but that's not what her breath say
Touch down in sa to link with my essay
Picked up by

going to endure
I will not let pain dictate my journey
I will learn from it and use it as a guide...
So help me Father
Sometimes i feel like we suffer for

Nine lives
Father
Why'd you lock the gun cabinet?
Can't you see what's gonna happen
Tonight?
Losin' my hope by the day
Tyin' a noose just to cope

ends meet
Tryna feed the family 
Focusing on what I need 
Ignoring the newsfeed
This piece of paper will get me what I need 
Worked hard for this degree

The rent money spent
Now nowhere to go
Got nobody left
That was years ago
When I was possessed by the chemicals
Devil never letting go
You and I we probably

just gotta know
Tell me father, how you feel about it
I know it makes you sad and even angry when you think about it
That's why I'm trying hard to help