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just different

they say gats and traps is the only way to show we are black and I say bump that like mosquito bites, see my plight is to show that its aight to be what they call you, cause too many you’s don't have I’s as in identity, too busy trying to buy the other vowels of A, E and O, and I simply ask Y, why do we break $200 dollars for shoes to be re-rocked but we won't break $200 in that shoe companies stock, why do value these gangsta devils with street cred but turn em into angels at their funeral beds, laying them to rest with two guns on their chest, replacing those two chainz, and as I listen to two chainz, I start to give two s, cause for too long, we been too wrong, and we’re two pronged like sockets, but with no unification we have no power, so that leaves us as dead men walking with already deceased corpses leaving the crows talking like the birds on the beat, I repeat, already deceased corpses leaving the crows talking like the birds on the beat, now you paying attention to that fact on the track for free, but these words will cost a small fee of buying time to listen, see I aint a hot , I aint never in my life went and shot s, *** some jordans, *** some chains, gimme knowledge , this aint spoken word, this is spoken truth , this aint martin luther, this is joe mcclain , this is david banner and gill scott heron , no herone but I’m addicted to druggin s, making them overdose on ancient alkebulan pharoahs and tellin them to let go of their slave mindsets like ramses did the israelites, break those mental chains and mental souped up beliefs, cause every black aint supposed to think alike, every black celeb aint burning in the illuminati light, every black didn’t die because of their race, and just cause we black dont mean we suppose to follow, our skulls are now hollow with twitter tweets, instagram shams, facebook vents, we used to share videos of s getting dunked on by vince, but now we share hoodrat es fighting like they aint got no damn sense, so how much of me giving my two cents is it gone take to add up for your life to feel worth more than a useless dollar, s too busy souping up impalas and we running for our lives like gazelles, j. cole resides on forest hills drive and we reside to settling beef with drive by’s, so I say by by to bull and free your mind yo, and by the time you thinkin of biting this piece, joemac killed this a week ago, but seven days has nothing on the cloudy daze and third world phase we stick ourselves in, we could fight with intellect and pens, but we choose to do it with pumps, and we dump on supposed chumps leaving them slumped in the trunk, but our vehicles are OOC, repossed with no blue book value and the value of our lives has diminished, much more like canibus cause after LL slaughtered him that was finished, you want bull go play in chicago , you wanna be an actor go to the apollo , you wanna hear uncut, raw, piss these white folks off with the truth, then you got joemac