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fame rappers streetwise but got no intelligence
wanna stay current but got no real relevance
used to see ‘em every day, but haven’t seen the fellas since
the yella caught hell fa’ storytellin’ with no elements
rain down from foundation’s bases
it’s the camp, stamp on it from doc and the b-ssist
rock ya metropolis, opposite of escapist
‘cause you can’t change the world with a facelift
where’s the verse about the parties bein’ led by the racists?
and appropriated cultures by the vultures and rapists?
barely feedin’ babies workin’ grave and the dayshifts
and m-ss mediated statements that are baseless?
‘bout the corp’rate appetite for rappers who tasteless?
black and latin rap sheets when judges paid by the case list?
erasin’ faces from history, keep us in stasis?
that’s what doc battles on a regular basis

my mind travelin’, javelin like a spear thrown by
africans in a jumanji jungle with their backs tatted
masterpiece of madness through tragedy and sadness
they’re gunnin’ down young black teens with a p-ssion
bullets won’t graze you cows, this ain’t a pasture
the pastor outside of the kingdom hear god’s laughter
you wrapped in the rapture, peep the claws on the raptors
this rap or die, look a k!ller in the eyes
when that dude ain’t got nothin’ the lose
and your life in his hands, he can pick and he choose
i cruise the block when i’m back home, i’m seein’ the hues
the yellowish blues when it’s rocked see the cops you gotta chew
it’s all about the grind when it’s on the line
one hour left and i am not pressed for time
inside of my mind’s like walkin’ a landmine
when that invisible line gets crossed, then bodies gone fly

said you would understand if you was black like me
felt comfortable in the d, apprehensive on my street
now what kind of system can make me feel at peace
in jungles of concrete with chemicals in the water
gotta add layers of lotion if i wanna go to sleep
scratchin’ the itches, i think i’m gon’ need stitches
to patch up all the wounds that my soul display
hold on, don’t drop the beat i got some mo’ to say
we all conditioned, you ain’t born this way
dead bodies on the ground, sear your brain like steer
ropin’ cattle with a l-sso, yeah that aim’s quite clear
feel the presence of that force even when it’s not here
movin’ closer to the quotas, slash the photos
and the quotient, i’m the focus of a manmade experiment
it ain’t just local, you can quote ‘em, f-ck the motive
they just vocal that they’re starting to feel that godforsaken fear again

- re education camp

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