| Negativity around me in family and so-called friends
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| (This what we go through)
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| Livin' in a world where they rather see you lose than win
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| (Yeah, feel it)
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| They wanna bring me down but I beat 'em time and time again
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| (Yeah, this is what we go through)
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| No matter how the try I’ma still get my ends
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| (Check it out)
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| Don’t judge me 'til you walk in my shoes and travel my path
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| Y’all laugh but do the math on the cadavers when I unravel my wrath
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| I match aggression from the starting gate to the closing of it
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| And leave my foes froze, eyes looking upward 'cause I rose above it
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| People try to cheat the grind, fake hustlers with weakened minds
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| Too lazy to pick the signs, but fool you gotta seek to find
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| You got business, handle yours, ain’t no time to speak on mine
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| Gotta mash to keep from dyin', gotta laugh to keep from cryin'
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| We getting tangled in that political game disguised in a spiritual name
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| Pivotal moves that lead us straight to the flame
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| Material gain can’t sustain on a metaphysical plane
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| I’d rather brag about my brain than a hundred-thousand dollar chain
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| We’re conditioned and scarred, so tryna provoke us ain’t hard
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| They flash down to their cars at us to take our focus off God
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| All awhile, we facin' pain. |
| it’s turnin' sons against mothers
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| One day they be brothers then the next day put their guns on each other
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| Negativity around me in family and so-called friends
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| (This what we go through)
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| Livin' in a world where they rather see you lose than win
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| (Yeah, feel it)
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| They wanna bring me down but I beat 'em time and time again
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| (Yeah, this is what we go through)
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| No matter how the try I’ma still get my ends
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| (Check it out)
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| I was taught at an early age you can’t make everybody happy
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| The person I show the most love’ll be the main one tryna cap me
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| False teachings in the weave, preach a word that you believe
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| But I’m harder than water when it reaches 32 degrees
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| What’s an enemy? |
| A woman, a man with a strong reflection of energy channeled in
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| the wrong direction
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| Bring a static like a bad phone connection
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| I scare at critiques with enigmas the leave America twisted
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| Cannibalistic men with parasitic characteristics
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| Start lies that rise like a 1990 Jordan flies
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| No time for the unwise wicked unorganized
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| I got stacks to earn, stories and scientifical fact to learn
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| Tracks to burn, you give hate it comes back to you like a tax return
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| Maximum acts of black homicides under your sleeve
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| (Why did he kill his girlfriend?) 'Cause she told him she wanted to leave
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| Institutionalize, they beat us and never apologize
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| I see the big picture, the one you lookin' at is wallet size
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| Negativity around me in family and so-called friends
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| (This what we go through)
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| Livin' in a world where they rather see you lose than win
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| (Yeah, feel it)
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| They wanna bring me down but I beat 'em time and time again
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| (Yeah, this is what we go through)
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| No matter how the try I’ma still get my ends
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| (Check it out)
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| Long as you know, I ain’t got time to push or shove with you bro
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| How can you claim to be a pimp when you’re in love with your ho
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| See that’s a conflict of interests
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| It’s like wearing a fur coat when the Sun gets relentless, contradiction of
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| one’s business
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| I squab alone, revolve around killers that’s hard as stone
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| People talkin' about your problems when they can’t even solve their own
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| Intoxicated or sober, I just shoot 'em the cold shoulder
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| And please don’t believe the hype 'cause partners will mess you over
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| See I can’t stand to hear someone that’s always complaining
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| It’s too hot in the summertime and it’s too wet when it’s raining
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| I don’t trip on negativity 'cause I’m elbowing scrubs
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| For everyone that’s talking bad and sick the more they’re showing love
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| I’m tryin' to get crams and withstand your under-handed plan
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| (I got deep as flash hit, I can go zone a man to man?)
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| I catch hate and wipe it right off when it lands on me
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| Run your mouth for 20 years but just don’t put your hands on me |