To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game
Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain
Let's pretend he wasn't poor, and not frontin' in pain,
We was lookin for change 'til barack came
I think found where your mind was
I see the pain and loneliness
All i have is my suffering and pain
Through all that rain, i kept my flame
You bullies want to split us down our bellies devouring our pain and suffering/
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right
Thisheat and pain continues on deep inside
But that was way before i made the dough and met the game
Nightmares ensue, and creepily pursue my mind, doused in pain,
One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers
Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,
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