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Spoiled Fruit?

by Jahi Gilkey

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The life that you choose You walking in truth it’s nothing to loose It’s soo many views I turn on the news it’s nothing to use I’m going within I’m using my mind it’s so much to find I battle myself That’s two in the same but one of a kind Love is my stage Perform with the greats The message is safe Death is a phase Return to the stars And travel through space What is a Stargate The women is god don’t care what you say They made a new day For life commence I tell em ‘Asé The devil ‘tryna cop it My soul is not for profit My spirit is worth more than gold It’s on me and they watching Yea they know I got it Fuck with me I let it go ‘Shawdy ‘tryna pop it No I will not stop it ‘Imma tell her ride it slow The family we stay locked in My circle you can’t pop it Together yea we all gone grow Walk through this bitch with divine discernment Move My 3rd eye searching As it is below it is above You not who you thought you was Don’t neglect who you know you is I know I ain’t the first negus done told you this Open up to eye and stay close to this Bitch ‘niggas be chirping I got answers for they problems Push up wit da ancestors Divinely solve them problems I’m good with all the gangstas and the thugs and mom and pop ‘dem This one for ‘lil ’homies in the hood They my ’lil ’patnas The devil ‘tryna cop it My soul is not for profit My spirit is worth more than gold It’s on me and they watching Yea they know I got it Fuck with me I let it go ‘Shawdy ‘tryna pop it No I will not stop it ‘Imma tell her ride it slow The family we stay locked in My circle you can’t pop it Together yea we all gone grow ‘Nah I don’t hang with them fuck ‘niggas My spirit too aligned I don’t trust ‘niggas You a ‘lil Honda I’m a truck ‘nigga When I’m toting the rock I truck ‘niggas ‘Niggas keep saying ‘wassup ’nigga I already told you I don’t trus ‘niggas I kept it too solid with everybody You could never call ‘Gilk no fuck ‘nigga Bitch ‘niggas be chirping I got answers for they problems Push up wit da ancestors Divinely solve them problems I’m good with all the gangstas and the thugs and mom and pop ‘dem This one for ‘lil ’homies in the hood They my ’lil ’patnas The devil ‘tryna cop it My soul is not for profit My spirit is worth more than gold It’s on me and they watching Yea they know I got it Fuck with me I let it go ‘Shawdy ‘tryna pop it No I will not stop it ‘Imma tell her ride it slow The family we stay locked in My circle you can’t pop it Together yea we all gone grow

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