Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
And live in a cage imprisoned by the system of minimum wage,
Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system
With the scepticism giving em wisdom of this system in a rhythm..
Purify that woman soul
Just a new system of control.
(victim screaming in the end)
Beach on the weekend
Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid
Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,
Shout out chicken getting chicken
Morphine all up in the system
Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,
Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
The myth of a system alienating its people
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