I aint no Poet
I ain't no poet
So don’t affiliate me with those goons trying to flow it
Ill split you in half like I’m mothafuckin Moses
See this my chance & I ain’t baut to blow it,
Because you already know I own it
I’ll take what you love, you flow game
Turn that into my come up fame
These faces all the same
Drugs to blame, the reason that I’m insane
Guess I can’t take hits to the brain
& about these lame, hypocrite people trying to mimic my stylo
& the government swears they treat us all equal
But doesn’t say shit when they deporting my people
Yall just a bunch of bald headed eagles
Yall ready know I came from the motherland
Worked so fucking hard to stay where I’m at
That role you playing as president is all just an act
So don’t be surprised when we rebel & attack
Your cities for peace & equality, where my rasa at
But for now just sit back, relax
Don’t get me wrong judgment days just around the corner, & that’s that
Yall lack the fact that we’re humans to motherfucker
Copy that
My family working hard to keep us alive
Because they working hard like 3 jobs, like where he going find
I don’t see why it’s worth trying
They made a worthless fuck always snorting lines
Because that’s obviously what I grew up with, ight
Tell you the truth sometimes I feel like dying
Open your eyes dumb fuck, you too blind
That this one person still keeps the light going & shines
Then my girl asks how I’m doing & start lying
I’m fantabulous baby I’m right here, Just fine
But inside I wanna rage & fight
Because I know this ain’t my home
It’s just a place where I’ve grown
Bus is late & you start too grown
Damn at least you got a ride here to their
Whereas I didn’t have shit growing up, now tell me what is fair
All I remember was working hard on cars & shit, never taking a day off
Really wanna go their
These white people making me look more broke than I already am
Wearing snapbacks & diamond cloth, well obviously bands don’t make the man
It’s what he does whit his hands
There’s no hope
I was born alone, worked hard to come up on my own
Yup being successful that’s what a nigga knows
This ain’t the path I chose
You chose this path for me remember that
Crushing my hope & dreams
At lease we tried living like American folk
& this winter cold gave me a sore throat
From working overtime in the construction zone
I’ve had higher days, but todays just a lil down low
But what I wanna say is I hope you choke with all that money,
I mean HARD EARNED money, but it’s whatever floats your boat
While you worrying about mansion houses & dolla bills
I’m just hoping… fuck it; I’ll just seal the deal
Sell my soul to the devil so my people don’t struggle for a mean
Hope you see life thru my eyes… Claritin clear
Now tell me how you feel.