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Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah Poorly planned for chaotically conceived Born black into this world, made it hard for me to breathe Worshipping false gods had me down on my knees 'Til I found liberation, now a nigga finally free Poorly planned for chaotically conceived Born black into this world, made it hard for me to breathe Worshipping false gods had me down on my knees 'Til I found liberation, now a nigga finally free, peep... Uh, no, this ain't molly Percocet Let that resonate and hit you in your chest Uh, my nigga, I ain't like the rest Strictly headshots, so why your rock a vest? I'm the modern-day Huey Marcus and Malcolm X Hard to know who we is without our information See the look on they faces I know they passive racist Daddy left my momma he was lacking dedication Born into this world I ain't ask for this Addicted to the pain like a masochist You niggas lost looking for some ass to kiss Found freedom now I’m looking for some ass to kick Something just ain’t right about this crazy world I'm meditating and elevating with baby girl They say I ain't got no rights because I'm black, or do I? Original man, bitch, I'm strong as Kunta SongtexteIlluminati want my soul and my body Took the shackles off my brain and loaded up my shotty Illuminati want my soul and my body But I took the shackles off my brain and loaded up my shotty Poorly planned for chaotically conceived Born black into this world, made it hard for me to breathe Worshipping false gods had me down on my knees 'Til I found liberation, now a nigga finally free, peep... My nigga robbing 'cause the drought got the work high Stomach hurting, pockets hurting, how he gon' survive? School brainwash our mind, how we 'post to strive? A nigga take your dog from you, then you 'pose to ride Street code not no stranger to a homicide My Role models all dead or they doing time From a city where they glorify the life of Crime The same nigga that did the crime rat to cut his time Food stamps and Wick vouchers, beans in the can Lights off, rent late, but you don't understand That's what got me clutching on this package in my hand If yeen bringing paper home, my nigga, then you ain't a man For a band, a nigga'll kill you right where you stand Small advance but now my nigga got the upper hand I'm sipping tea out in London while I ride the Tran Look at what I overcame, now take a look at where I stand Aus Songtexte Mania