The New Leaders

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Welcome to the new age where they're thirsty for that Kool-Aid
 Thirsty for first in that page, really thirsty just to be fake
 Be the first to hate what you say, trying to diss you calling you "gay"
 Such an urgent need to express yourself, but really nothing to say
 Don't fuck with us, we too tough, get high like you do drugs
 Like spit me out I'm chewed up my life is chopped and screwed up
 I know you up in this club, I know you don't give a fuck
 You told me what you don't like, you made that clear, now what do you love?
 There's gotta be more
 Some live the life of the rich, some people gotta be poor
 I've been through a door
 I will not sell you a dream, that's what the lottery for
 The music is clay, I shaped it, I molded it
 Like it was pottery or the mouth with the law
 Twist it like Robert Duvall, son, the godfather raw
 Free as the diamond you found on the floor
 Furnished the rhyme with the proper decor
 I burnished the nine in my mind with the galore
 So they burning with shaman, I'm popping the door
 To top off the law
 If your style is married to substance, you sound like you got a divorce
 That's why I'm blocking and unfollowing y'all
 I done forgot what I'm following for
 Enough about y'all, now back to me
 Ain't no academic leave, I'm not faculty
 These new slaves ain't ready for my masterpiece
 So when they hear me rap it's catastrophe
 Cause a casualty so casually they mistake what I do for having beef
 I don't actually wish anybody harm, now stretch your arms and clap for me
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 Wake up cause no you're not dreaming
 Catch up with us cause we leaving
 Got enough followers
 I'm looking for some new leaders
 I'm looking for some new leaders
 I'm looking for some new leaders
 Got enough followers
 I'm looking for some new leaders
 Ever since the day I was born, that marks the day I was chosen
 To rise above them all and be a leader, I'm like Malcolm X when on the podium
 Martin Luther with a dream, Rosa Parks on the bus
 Though as funny as it seems it remind me of us
 Through the money and the fame ain't shit gon' change for the light we adjust
 Do it for the children without a ceiling to live up under
 Times getting hard, that's why my niggas smoke that tropic thunder
 If all our people spreaded love instead of evil
 We would prosper our conscious to a level with no equal lethal
 Stay true, I gave you my oath
 What would the ancient God my nigga Thoth
 Through all the books and the screens I was taught
 I look at myself and pretend to learn the most
 Our leaders dead and gone, what's left for the believers?
 If you looking for the truth, one word: Underachievers, nigga
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 As I change the so called predestined course of my life
 Advance my shit so now I travel at the speed of light
 Moving these intricate insecurities out of sight
 Moving myself onward from the darkness into the light
 I take flight, it's goodbye to all the negativity
 That plague millions of young innocent souls like me
 Gave me the genius mind state necessary
 To feast off of mother's unlimited figurative tree
 Of life, I tried to tell these niggas that our purpose is to move it
 Something like Darwin's beliefs of humans in evolutions
 As I fall asleep on these social forms of materialism
 I wake up and go through more colors than your normal prism
 Would you rest my soul, I'm blinding me to a blurry of visions
 In light of me on what to cut with such gifted precision
 And now I'm truly livin' (bless up, bless up)
 And now I'm truly livin' (bless up, bless up)
 

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Duration
05:06
Key
5
Tempo
75 BPM

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