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The Art of Oppression
by K. Wyte
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They said they don’t feel me
Well they ain't gotta feel me
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
One thing I understand is everybody wanting bread
And if you getting it and they aint it get to f-ing with they head
Sometimes they don’t even know that they be hating
I can tell
Oh well if you sad n- put on some adelle
I heard that shit can heal
Word to real shit
Feel this authenticity this me ain't nobody evicting me
Convincingly entered into the game on a winning streak
When I peak man I bet I’m in conversation and that ain’t no accident
dominate when I’m practicing, you play how you practicing
so I practice getting checks every day that I’m cashing in
I’m worse in the past tense and fuck if it lack sense
I’m Matt Flynn sitting back on the packers bench
Feel like I’m playing madden man these rookies ain’t tackling
I see em all hating but who’s world do that matter in?
My effort is Valiant and my swagger malicious
This is vicious Mr. Sickness and all u could do is witness and uh uhh
They said they don’t feel me
Well they ain't gotta feel me
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
I’m making moves I’m just tryna to go head
Everybody cruise I speed it ain’t like Imma sit still
I go hard or I don’t!
Put my heart into what I wrote
And if they be hating they be hating cuz I’m lesser than known
Imma get on
And I really ain’t sure about how long it’ll take
But I’m sure I can count on all these f-ing fake as people to hate
That’s ok that’s coo that’s fuel
Hit da gas just move past these dudes with clues missing, hell
Broken dreams no fruition so they wishing I fail
They ain't hoping a lil they really wishing I fail
As I peel off drive to the tires bald real talk
At home looking out n-s made we aloft and they lost
And the mf-ing view so beautiful
Feel like it ain’t no telling what we could do
Steady propelling myself to another step on the pedestal
When I make it big n* better move cause you said you don’t feel Meeee
They said they don’t feel me
Well they ain't gotta feel me
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
Imma still go
They said they don’t feel me
Well they ain't gotta feel me
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
One thing I understand is everybody wanting bread
And if you getting it and they aint it get to f-ing with they head
Sometimes they don’t even know that they be hating
I can tell
Oh well if you sad n- put on some adelle
I heard that shit can heal
Word to real shit
Feel this authenticity this me ain't nobody evicting me
Convincingly entered into the game on a winning streak
When I peak man I bet I’m in conversation and that ain’t no accident
dominate when I’m practicing, you play how you practicing
so I practice getting checks every day that I’m cashing in
I’m worse in the past tense and fuck if it lack sense
I’m Matt Flynn sitting back on the packers bench
Feel like I’m playing madden man these rookies ain’t tackling
I see em all hating but who’s world do that matter in?
My effort is Valiant and my swagger malicious
This is vicious Mr. Sickness and all u could do is witness and uh uhh
They said they don’t feel me
Well they ain't gotta feel me
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
I’m making moves I’m just tryna to go head
Everybody cruise I speed it ain’t like Imma sit still
I go hard or I don’t!
Put my heart into what I wrote
And if they be hating they be hating cuz I’m lesser than known
Imma get on
And I really ain’t sure about how long it’ll take
But I’m sure I can count on all these f-ing fake as people to hate
That’s ok that’s coo that’s fuel
Hit da gas just move past these dudes with clues missing, hell
Broken dreams no fruition so they wishing I fail
They ain't hoping a lil they really wishing I fail
As I peel off drive to the tires bald real talk
At home looking out n-s made we aloft and they lost
And the mf-ing view so beautiful
Feel like it ain’t no telling what we could do
Steady propelling myself to another step on the pedestal
When I make it big n* better move cause you said you don’t feel Meeee
They said they don’t feel me
Well they ain't gotta feel me
Imma still go head
Imma still go head
Imma still go
