Lyrics:
keep your -isms my lyrics they make demands
If they killed me they gone feel me my spirit will make a stand
For my freedom for our freedom your children
and i know that these men talk (Blue devils)
These clowns like chickens, runnin' w they heads off
I surround myself with bitches and it pays off (Ism
adapt and maneuver through the isms, racism, classism, sexism, socialism, division from religion
I heavenly father of the all matter dollar, who do you
the token
Best to believe?
It's best that you know it
This is the wisdom
Let go of the isms
And free from the system
And the mental prison, uh
Seeing earth
this is say it how it is ism
I been wavy great living christened with a saved vision
To lead you to the light, as if you trying to buy bulbs
I support
of my feelings, no I don't feel em
With they sucka-isms, all that sucka in em
My energy field won't let it enter
In some basketball shorts eating
bridge it
The problems is complicated I'm praying that we can fix it
This situation is twisted
So is the system
Racism sexism place ism
Put morals before
Let me rap to baby no mumble
Pop my shit have you wet as a puddle
You better get with da lingo
All this ism in my cadence
Tell me what's yo love
sympathize with penny pinchers
Get the scriptures
Niggas bout to have an exorcism
You worship isms
They sent your mind to prison
Robbed you of your Rhythm
So
fine-tuned, goon ism , it's a price drop, tell
me who did it, shut this bitch down like I walked out, like I walked out, like I walked
up in a school with it,
proven, point blank that's the conclusion
Seeing me losing, it's all an illusion
Like the raw ism, I'm a kiss him when I hurt him
Then desert
Nigga really pimpin' I'm aggressive with my ism
Pocket full of money and I'm on my way to get some
Y'all forgot the sickness
Y'all don't know
Pneuma the vital spirit, soul
Creative force of a person
Sutra a sutra is an aphorism or afro-ism if you will
A collection of affirmations,
than the ism
I'm on a exodus, Escapism
Yo, escapism, yo escapism
Escapism
Yo, check it out
I like to rhyme, no time for silly head games
Strictly
of the isms
From all of the littles
To ones with credentials
My wars presidential
Nothing against you
I don’t hate you
Just killing who sent you
I’m
wisdom
Sick & tired of the ism-schism
I saw the vision as a child, roll with villains in the wild
I seen a rally, it only caused division in the crowd
shall spit ism
Hit him with the godly flow
Colorado Rockie snow got me with the cocky flow
These niggaz marshmallow soft
Rocky road
Yanking on a 30 Stick
I got few strips in 'em
I'm a P so I gotta keep a few bitches
They love when a nigga speak ism
If you in the streets better keep that heat with ya
I
a Porsche out ya pussy baby
show me what that ism taught you
It's a choosing fee so lemme get it out
I ain't forcin shit I ain't gon pin you down
I ain't
now
Asked if i do this everyday I said often
Take a step in this ism, you getting lost in
I stopped playing about what i wanted
Cut the bullshit
External influences and my ego had me thinking I was a player instead of a ho
Promiscuity was the subtext
It was all about that ism, mouthpiece of game,
the baby on the box was black
Yo my brain's infected
Its like they slinging the same ism and they about to re-up
So chasing after racism so I got to keep up
intimate
I tell them to break off some Benjamins
I give them the isms and they gonna cherish and hold them the closest
I light it up we take the fire
What you mean slow down?
I'm on a roll now, my dirty-ism's outta control now
I couldn't even tell myself to hold it down now
We can be all cute, all
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