Who Earns the World
• Written by SONOFJACK
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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SONOFJACK
Member since November 24 2023