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d prime 215 - stinger كلمات الأغنية

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release what’s in me
my rhymes plenty
blues from inner city
filled with dudes who envy
avenues to tempt me
an old soul in a modern land
it’s more than the average eye can comprehend

look, just love me like all your transgressions
like when you ask and never answer a question
look, you’re full grown with a mind in adolescence
a fetish for oppression, desire to be accepted
yet you tell me when to be offended
your logic out the question, your kind i don’t get it

you love my culture, turn to vultures and hate the creator
like how you love sonic yet hate sega?
or how you love fruit yet hate labor?
i can’t phase it, i won’t take it
it’s a violation of all that is sacred
don’t sit here and try to change the conversation

love me like calling 12 cause i’m breathing and black
so they can leave me collapsed
fabricate the scenery that favors their life and they were fearing for that

when in fact they get off to the masochism from the cataclysm
ending the life of someone black and living
and the saddest vision is those who defend em

cause subjugation is an understatement when the people who we’re talkin bout are melanated
see when something bad happens they will go celebrate it
take your culture delegate and deprecate it

so love me like how you demonize with your demon eyes
the scene of black and positivity you despise

i’m your worst nightmare
young, black and holding my nuts like, chyeah
unapologetic for the enemy without a care
knowledge is the power, i got what they fear

i see them talking bout making a country great again. when are my streets are gonna be safe again? cause when they say it they’re talking bout one color
look, me & mine look like none of it
see fools switch sides, think they can go above it
turncoat but in the end, cream they can’t touch it, gotta love it

every brother ain’t no brother
don’t talk me bout how you don’t see color
what makes you turn yo back on yo mother, yo brotha, yo cousin? who all love ya. all for nothing. that is just called destruction. understand ya’ll can never be trusted

where’s the lie? i’m reporting what i see with my eyes
what’s worse? the fact i’m disappointed or not surprised?
the facts came to light after i surmised
but i overcome and survive

nah, this ain’t divide and conquer
i’m addressing the monster playing games like contra
sponsoring contra. where’s your honor?
don’t you disregard it with a counter argument
“y’all do it to eachother so what’s the problem?”

knowing y’all causing them to enter to martyrdom
all to separate sons from those who fathered them

we’re left with those with pride but senseless
who act out all for clout so wreckless
who bust chrome and they trap for exits
never think of what happens when they exit
my man you must protect where ya neck is
worth than the jewels up in your necklace
a chain of command just like a set list

if not the blocks will fall like tetris
so arm yourself with knowledge as weapons

look, you gotta love yourself more than the enemy. and make sure that you understand your pedigree
dot your letter i’s, cross your letter t’s
and make sure you commit it to your memory

there’s a war going on outside no one is safe from, bottom line gotta be ready when they come. (2x)

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