My brothers and sisters
If you would allow me tonight
I would like for you to focus
Your attention to the verse
I wanna touch on some points, man, that bother me
You know, with the culture, a lil' bit, man
It's just magic man, it's just true magic, this music, man
You gotta watch what you feed the kids, man, for real
Yo, it's: money this, money that
All that shit: dummy rap
Should give them people money back
Haves got ‘em strung up, never slung 'em fact
Keep 'em dumb, sprung up in that youngin' trap
Whose log be cutting family trees, they just a lumberjack
Ever notice it's never no fix, only brung 'em crack
Ain't write gems, but tight with ends, then they run it back
Now I peep why they call it heat, it's just a running track
Then it's drink this, smoke that, shit so wack
Get in the booth, no percent of living proof, you get no dap
I have to tell you that's on the path to failure roadmap
It ain't the way to no goals, it's the choke hold slow tap
The gist of this is the "keep submissive and broke rap
Another poison message you holdin' precious 'cause you're toe tap
That's how a lame floss 'til the brain loss from the growing plaque
You say it's safe and play the eighth, can't replace what your soul lack
It's the shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Man, it's the shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Then it's pussy this, ass that, all that shit's trash rap
What started as empowerment, I'm feeling now it's past that
Yes, I'm with sexual expression, if any tryna' lash back
But this proper prostitution, always asking where the cash at
You sure you selling me melody, you keep telling me your ass fat?
Or you just a succubus, wanna suck us 'till the stash tap?
Don't get a twist, I like a pretty miss with a vast gyatt
This crazy world, don't put our baby girls on the fast track
Then it's gun this, gang that, son, the most profane rap
It's just a lot of bored noise that got our boys layin' flat
Still a must, 'stop killing us' should be the main pact
For our mother's good, choose brotherhood, bang that
Had enough of every tussle, seeing muscles, where the brains at?
You wanna hurt, those that do us dirt should be the aim, black
FBI and Klan kills your leaders, when y'all gone pay 'em back?
If that's how we move, then I'm smooth, y'all can stay intact
It's the shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Man, it's the shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
If you listen to what black people are singing religiously
It is a clue as to what is happening to them sociologically
Our music mirrors what is happening to us
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