The cia just gives the poor drugs to sell, weigh the scale,
And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail
And i know - there'll never be peace
The blacks and the poor and the women given grief,
Permanently focused, learning while i'm going
Ignoring the fact that it's a serious sin
I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing
The poor little words ya jotting 'n writing.
And then maybe the poor will survive, then hold the throne,
Better than college, after that, students home
Ignoring the wise made his brain look like two molecules
And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels
Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school
I'm going hard for the days i was poor
I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool
It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,
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