Lyrics:
been down in the valley much too long.
We've been down in captivity oh so long.
We've been down in humillity much too long.
We've been down in slavery
think outside the box
Mind you this conversation was in a parked Caprice
Art appreciated let your sins release
Third generation from slavery, anybody need
of
Collectively working were purposefully bought
Out, derailed, demonized
Or corrupted in favor of
An economic structure
Designed by a monetary caste system
In
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
backwards, you an out and a sell
Fact is you ain't nothing but a cracker in stealth
Slavery, slavery, slavery
You dwell on the past, but lettin it go, that
fractured, lost
Diaspora, gathered fast and broad
Surviving and thriving while castles fall
Culture constructed by our passioned thoughts
No caste, no class
fractured, lost
Diaspora, gathered fast and broad
Surviving and thriving while castles fall
Culture constructed by our passioned thoughts
No caste, no class
energized
If I was dead now I'm back alive
I'll never quit cause I'm gratified
I am fulfilled by the culture
I am fulfilled by the lifestyle
I am fulfilled by
continue to burden
the black community
left by the institutions of slavery,
Jim Crow segregation,
and the era of mass incarceration.
After many failed
denied.
Independence the pillow in a lonely grave
Here in the land stolen from of Braves, built by the slaves
American made.
I have a dream many cultures
winning? Just
So that a nigga in the street
Can give me a fucking dap?
The same niggas that didn't buy
My album any fucking way
That downloaded the shit? Get
speech really free
I got questions to ask but sorta scared to speak
Don't wanna be canceled by a culture for a tweet
Who is to blame do you point it at me
for the clout I ll do it for the culture
Gotta remember the route from Africa to the West indies
To all of the fallen migrants to my niggas rest in
scarey
So hold me in your arms
I want to be your only possession
Used, used, used by men
All they leave behind is money
Paper made out
find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's
don't know what direction it's gonna go in
Or at what speed it's gonna go in
This project was like, all over the place
If you listen to Cruisin' By
is free
Imagine a people
Affected by an evil
That only few like we know
When slavery was legal
Never seen as equal
Shackled and made to leave home
culture
You know you're evil I want you to
Recognize that I'm a proud monkey
You vandalize my perception but can't
Take style from me
And this is more than
Judging me by my skin color and my blackness
Tryna find a job but ain't nobody call me back yet
Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet
You
honestly its a form of mind slavery
Global corporations control the populations
Woke culture infestation
Yeah its contagious
Virus in the system
They are
of the Crete in 1700 BC
Greek primarily civilized by the black African of the Nile Valley
Greek passed on this acquired cultures to the Romans who ultimately
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
existence? How
Can you push the culture forward?
And when you’re a perfectionist
At a certain point you feel
A responsibility in what you put out
And what
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