Perfect Cell
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Lyrics
Orchestrated warfare hatred and more fear Demonstrations black faces in the crosshairs Telling us to chill out when it's real outside Certain places round the world u can't chill outside Dollars we chasing late night drunk altercations Easily can get framed, your phones can alter faces Alter egos, popularity can alter egos These alter boys get a buzz turn to Al Pacino Everybody's wild emo fad diets eating Keto I peep though let it slide like I mastered aikido Alpha males trying to prove toughness Keyboard warriors, testosterone stuffers Thirst trap ladies trying make they ex jealous Dudes jumping in the comments praying for her attention Calling out snitches and rats eating chicken wraps Black excellence steady promoting new aristocrats Homogenous music very little positives Burning down Australia modern day apocalypse Disengaged from politics your distrust benefits The other side, you working for the white supremist otherwise Silly adlibs, it's the hunger games Katniss Blackness used to sell products to the masses Our brains became so reactive going with the program Hurling thru this universe, it's hard to take it slow man Too many feds Everybody wanna get ahead Cutting the throat of ya brother for some bread How we getting over when everybody dead Got me see red Too many feds Everybody wanna get ahead Cutting the throat of ya brother for some bread How we getting over when everybody dead Got me see red Mind of a socialist, placing my pocket chips Trynna to detox from the bullshit that I soaked in It's take time, to change minds, a lot of pain and grind I chose to take the best of parts of me and make em shine While they complain and rant trynna denigrate a man I love it when they say I can't look how I made it stance African philosophy Kwame Khrumah it's not not a rumor Cats discovering the name wish they had copped it sooner Mic Buddha, watch out my goddess Might shoot ya drop science My whole crew is Saian Supa Tribe of Judah, pilate novice I'm a diamond in the rough Anti-septic find me in the cut And never hang by skeptic, I'm eclectic It was destined called it for I saw it that's vision I fought and sowed seeds despite my flaws, it was written Big goals to live up to, I stuck thru Got fans from New York to Timbuktu Stayed true to what I knew only spoke of what I seen Then the shit came together like Boom Badabing Still my soul intact Rules I broke questioned life never sold on their facts Truman show deal pool broke the fourth wall My advice embrace ya shortfalls and keep it tight like a sport bra Too many feds Everybody wanna get ahead Cutting the throat of ya brother for some bread How we getting over when everybody dead Got me see red Too many feds Everybody wanna get ahead Cutting the throat of ya brother for some bread How we getting over when everybody dead Got me see red
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:29
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 85 BPM