I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book
Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//
There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news
Let them die of a dreadful disease
My bitches brighter always saying lights please
While everybody got ammunition on deck
Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get
The disease of the wordsmith hidden inside of the mist
They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist
Never wish this upon any of enemies, father suffering the penalties
Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace
Cause suffering to all of the others
And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
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