Lyrics:
get by ‘cause
I hate Monday
I hate Sunday
I hate the feeling of a crowded 2 train
You can’t trust me
You disgust me
I don’t care ‘bout your opinion so
Could we just get three minutes of your time
Give or take a second or two?
See, when they ask you about the culture
Tell them I know it well
This
the trenches with the four eight
Still sleepin' with the toolie by the doorway
They like "where you been Young? Shit was bad for a minute"
All them clown
great
Half of the time you will be a waste of space
And hate every single break that you make
Seven whole years in a waking mental vacation
Balancing
dream
But shit ain't the same as my eye see cream
I dwell by the minute
I gots to make more cash
C notes accumulating every day in my stash
Making hit's,
drain
You ain't heard back since
Took a little minute
Cause it break down dense
These are penny for your
Thoughts I don't need
Your two sense
We just
I'm a bird in a cage with pent hate each day i nurture the rage
My emotions always stay hidden until i put my words in the page
My condition is
alladin
2k bout the money
I’m bringing the bag in
I’ll teach you a lesson
By casually bragging
I got up and did what I said I would do
Drake and the weekend
matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
to Hypocritopia
What? I can't hear
What? I can't hear
Hm? I can't hear
Hm? Say what?
Justify a hate attack! Justify a mad attack!
You restrict my freedom! You
There ain't nothing to find looking for people to blame
So blame it all on the times
Wouldnt dare tell the people that Democracy's a lie
All your freedom
know a lot of people find it hard to swallow this
Because subliminal bigotry makes you hate my politics
But you act like America wouldn't destroy two
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
a brand new shoe
People hate the truth when they aint true, cuz all I see
All I see is followers, thats why im leading by example, lead by example
All I see
a baby on the way to his place of death
Hate not being there, the minutes before he left
Now I'm in the booth, ten feet from where he lay dead
I think
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
peace
Would you forgive me lord, (We'll never get freedom) if I killed that man
Nigga bust your gun, nigga motherfuck peace
Would you forgive me lord, (My
can't hold you back
freedom within reach
freedom for eternity
never again
never again slavery
destruction - in pure form
controlled by the voice
dream
But shit ain't the same as my eye see cream
I dwell by the minute
I gots to make more cash
C notes accumulating every day in my stash
Making hit's,
Turning on their television sets
Twenty million ordinary folks
And your careers go down the drain if they don't like the jokes
Ninety little minutes
matching like Santa
If I could just reach my hammer
He bust two shots, I played mice
Ran to the spot were the sun was at, quickly he was blinded by the ice
the sun is running down the day
The book begins its story
Tells of war and hate and tells of power
The promises of freedom
And of all religions, love
more
Fisherwomen by my shores
And I don't wanna bite no more
Cause I found one for me
What I need two for
I don't need more stress I done seen this war
beche thaka? [In the court of justice and truth, why are the lies getting freedom?]
Mukti pelo aadim niyom-nishedh totkhonaat. [Primitive rules
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