| It’s all the time when I would think about it
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| Yeah, I got these royals I’m a king about it
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| This grip is tight don’t try to loosen it
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| Cause when you do this shit
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| You see what music get
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| Uh, open up your eyes and see the truth in it
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| Not only Jesus on that crucifix
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| So when you see it, just make sure you gon' achieve it
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| 'fore you die and stay deceased with never proving shit
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| Loosened cycle, who knew?
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| Doubled up on YouTube, probably overnight like Kirk’s ceiling
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| You ain’t popping man
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| You never conquer, let 'em ponder
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| Bout to spend a sponsored budget on whatever, word to Trevor
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| I’m whatever God has made me
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| Use whatever logic, shoot Berettas, get your bread up
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| Man we fed up with this concept
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| I was scared once
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| Now acquired that wave pure like Poseidon and I’m dashing without the hyphen
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| Parents hope I’m providing, but it’s scarce and uninviting for the time being
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| Still down and behind speeding
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| So I’mma get it in a minute, the record spinning
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| Guerrilla rhythm, y’all know how I’m feeling
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| Open up your eyes and see the truth in it
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| Not only Jesus on that crucifix
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| Yeah, if you ain’t got it, you can’t hold it
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| You ain’t never had your moment
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| You ain’t never showed no focus
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| Open up your eyes and see the truth in it
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| Not only Jesus on that crucifix
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| Yeah, if you ain’t got it, you can’t hold it
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| You ain’t never had your moment
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| You ain’t never showed no focus
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| Open up your eyes and see the truth in it
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| Tell the people about the concept behind AmeriKKKan Korruption
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| I mean, like, basically it was a time in my life where I thought I was going
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| crazy, you know. |
| And like, I realized that I wasn’t the one that was crazy,
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| I realized that it’s the system that was built against me you know.
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| And like, I’m not supposed to be talking about this and that’s the corruption
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| of it because like me just saying it, it’s absurd and I want people to open up
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| their eyes and realize that I’m not wrong you know. |
| I’m just an open minded
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| individual and people should be more open minded
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| Yo, it’s the third wide eye
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| Never need to ask wide eyed
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| Better be a wise guy, dip the rhymes in formaldehyde
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| And when I come around from miles they hide
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| Cause my black skin disguise the God inside
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| Watch me rise beyond the sky
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| Not because I believe I can fly
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| But because I dream my people will be free from the lies
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| Someday, I see an end on CNN and channel five
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| From channeling different spirits and minds
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| Feel it getting clearer with the space and time
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| As I get near to the devine ruling to my time of fine jeweling
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| Dropping all seldom, when you catch it
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| I hope you held it long enough to the see the egg of life hatching
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| And to the Lord we pray
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| But see life calm in every step we take
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| Cause every death it makes another lesser great
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| Let all my brothers rise and in respects I say
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| Pray, take a knee an look at what you gotta see
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| This life an odyssey and honestly I’m tryna get my story potent
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| Back before when I was searching for the door to open
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| I had to find the key myself, see the truth locked up
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| Don’t lie to yourself
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| Got eyes in the back of my head
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| Sacrifice for the lost symbolism
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| Get attached to my thoughts
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| What if I was nailed down?
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| What if I was on the cross?
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| What if I was jailed now?
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| What if my life was just tossed?
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| I could probably or take my hoodie off
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| Tell a Rodney King tale that would probably result
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| A world where everyone was taught how to love
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| And not how to shoot up up they blood and they cousin
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| Open up your door for a nigga when he buzzing
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| God up above ‘em all you gotta do is trust him
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| Phony niggas always come in, every diamond a dozen
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| Dozen, got a couple dimes in this blunt
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| Nyck is puffing with the homies, but my mind on Korruption
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| Fuck it I gotta trust it I can summit before I crumble
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| Dive in we look for trouble
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| Misguided and missing all the pieces that’ll fit the puzzle
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| And what’s a world without trouble
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| Double the peace, drop the piece
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| Come grab you a piece of this humble pie
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| And what’s a world without trouble
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| Double the peace, drop the piece
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| Come grab you a piece of this humble pie |