Lyrics:
Any sense of community we been building
I been kinda distant but you all know the feeling
Little did we know that we would be so
Caught on video,
made
I doubt they told the murderers
Of Breonna Taylor the same, Listen
Revisit that last bar indulge me a bit
And you should catch a glimpse of what
of trees
Lumber built communities
The forest needed thinning
Fuel for a wildfire was building
Sun came in small trees began growing
Oh oh oh the burner
get that degree or be a bum in the streets"
"Man, look around at these big houses in our community
If you go to MIT then that's where you gonna be"
'Travel around a bit... Then you'll see how free they are.'
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust death becomes us
Each and every last one of us
Ashes to ashes, dust
I remember
Stumbling out of uni
Overworked
Overwhelmed and clueless
Exposure gigs
Welfare or just side jobs
Collecting bits
Fake impressive career
to exceed the capacity of any individual to
learn it all, people adopted specialisations within greater communities.
In order to preserve the expertise
Faster than drones and aeroplanes
On his way, for Christmas Day!
Share, Community Christmas time
Come on and share
Community Christmas ti-dings x4
I
a pedo-da-phile'
Me And Nubix' retrieving the kids
Community service, community burden
I'm stinking the town like a ship full of fish
Immunity curving, hoes kicked
and whips
Gotta cleanse the mental fight the struggle and wake up a bit
To escape the pain, we loaded off spliffs, lines, and fifths
Looking for peace, but
didn't see him.
Hit the brake and slided sideways, he never had a chance.
Plastic flowers on the highway. Bits of glass for the machine to sweep away.
there's no such thing as society anyway
And all the rich folks act surprised
When all sense of community dies
But you just closed your eyes to the other
jump
You kept it true, helped to feed the crew
The good die young
Livin' fast jumpin' the gun
Mama blamin' the community for killin' her son
My
boo, Mom, Duke and Lou
From jump you kept it true, helped to feed the crew
The good die young
Livin' fast jumpin' the gun
Mama blamin' the community for
real dad or
Was I adopted mama I know it's difficult for you mama
But hold on I am a little grown up now
Oh Ho
Chorus:
Hold on just a little bit
I look in the mirror
I'm trendy enough? Wrong
Insecurity roams the black community
Homes where kids must have jewelry
The high school female need
is that we focus on the different
Races, as opposed to the macro
Which is the human race the bit
Of soundbytes that everyone loved from
Last year that
pretty eyes, but I know you're wrong
And don't call it a spade if it isn't a spade
And go lie on the floor if you want
The first bit of advice that you
pretty eyes, but I know you're wrong
And don't call it a spade if it isn't a spade
And go lie on the floor if you want
The first bit of advice that you
pretty eyes, but i know you're wrong
And don't call it a spade if it isn't a spade
And go lie on the floor if you want
The first bit of advice that
and water...
they were passed to get votes. Seasonal anti-smut campaigns are not
conducted to rid our communities of moral rot...they are conducted to give
try it, cause Jack of Spades doesn't BUY IT
He's a one man riot
Cleanin the community, of all it's debris
The see-are-I-M-E
The road was long
passed to get
Votes seasonal anti-smut campaigns
Are not conducted to rid our
Communities of moral rotthey are
Conducted to give an aura of
Saintliness
Is this a riot or a crisis
Or a little bit of both?
Are we laughing? Are we crying? Either
Way I hope we choke
All the futures we're denying 'cos
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