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Who Earns the World
- You
- Are
- About
- To
- Witness
- The
- Power
- Of
- Street
- Knowledg
- Criminal, from the east side of the river
- Music Individual, never miss, always deliver
- Nigga, you should bow, you should quiver
- crop you up, behavin like chopped liver, oh, that a blick?
- Im meant to be scared, well, timber me shivers
- Im the messiah, this be my scripture
- push me, i a killer, don't need a safety for the stick
- to kill snot nosed tricks, to move twenty bricks
- to support my sistren and breddas
- got fam in the ends that don't know cheddar
- i know boys that made they sisters sell her
- body for the bread and cheese, disgusting me
- begging jeez, if the world was a house, why we live in its cellar
- we only want better, ties we would sever, if we could reach above the glass
- but itll never, ever, happen forever, we tethered to the forces of destroyers
- gentrification, deception, in this nation, rising like the crime rate
- you know what i hate? mindless bitches, crybabys, in office singing why waita party, open the floodgates,
- Raise the taxes, treat our citizens like inmates,
- Make sure the Ends never start, the starts will never end, act like laws are joints,
- pass to a friend, lasting it again, and again, how much more pressure before we start to bend
- youll never find out, well never let the signs out
- breathe in and out, put these children in timeout
- If you don't know then now you know
- if you didn't well, then now you know
- if you don't know, then learn
- not my concern what you can and can't discern
- ignorance, pride, lust, greed, luttony, wrath,sloth, all these things speak to me
- i ignore em, but for how long can i stay this way
- how long before my mind starts to pay?
- Have one story to tell yall, that what the plan was
- spinless dictators, masquerading as landlords
- My breddanem got pissed off, didn't accept he was
- trying to make him pay more, he already on benefits,the streets he stayed off
- he begged and he pleaded, but the lord wouldn't budge, even his paunch was smug
- my breddas face turned stony, he switched up, pulled out a piece longer than six guns
- gave the guy one chance, that he took away, but the story ain't done, more than one life was lost that day
- im sittin on the couch inside, screams and two bangs erupt in my ear
- now let me be clear what this about, not an admission of guilt, but i know what i hear
- i see my bredda over this guy shocked, a face thats unclear
- fear, hatred? or despisal? Couldn't wait, know it was moments till the fed's arrival
- And i was right, ten minutes into packing, me and SY saw lights on the wall
- red and blue and white outside, sirens blaring, Concorde of Valkyries
- my mind turned to thoughts of whether id be better off without him
- but the door bust open, the police started shouting,
- we were down the emergency stairs, heartbeat in the thousands
- im thinking this where i die, for sum i didn't do
- my brilliant mind gon be splattered all over my shoes
- SY and me downstairs now, at the emergency entrance
- go through the door, Swat aiming guns, SY stupid though
- he knows the risk but still pulled the stick
- didn't even aim before a bullet and his face kissed..
- If you don't know then now you know
- if you didn't well, then now you know
- if you don't know, then learn
- not my concern what you can and can't discern
- ignorance, pride, lust, greed, luttony, wrath,sloth, all these things speak to me
- i ignore em, but for how long can i stay this way
- how long before my mind starts to pay?
- Life end like that sometimes
- Realest niggas the ones that end up dead
- the gluttonous end up eating lead
- street is dead like internet
- fakes under stress, sing for feds
- snitches get stitches, so we wrung that canary's neck
- fuck it i just realised what the look on SY's face was
- (what nigga?)
- (fuck.)
- (Damn, tell me then.)
- (Satisfaction. He Was Satisfied.)
- (...)
- (Bro?)
- (...Ain't never gonna be a nigga from the ends that satisfied.)#
- (...)
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