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letra de whut u b is whut u get - cornel west theory

son we actually in it, my god as my witness
i was minding my business
refining, rhyming, climbing, climbing up
it’s time to be, it it ’cause we want our percentage
so give up the keys, man
i ain’t no beginner-n-gga
i am a mc
’cause i planted my feet
then i planted my seed and
the man that i be w e b
and the food that i eat
the same food that i feed
the red blood that i bleed
the dead rose to their feet
the red roses are sweet
the dumb fall at their peak
the weak prey on the meek
all you chicken fried n-ggas
who love beef
this is my river, swim up creek
crush-ing you gun kings
this one thing that
got me tripping
it’s not me pimpin’
that pot that you
p-ss in was given by the system
my n-gga, it’s them…

whut up doc
i learned reality from block
to pop polystyrene hearts
cops dun lost they mind
i’m in a world
where blind eat blind
and the ones left behind lose spine
people grow to love k!llers
frontin w them drug dealers
but shun healers
a walkin dead of dung n-ggas
i’m done w vigilant street rebels and militants
and errybody else w that membership
huh jock clockers nah
i put rockers on
no ita wont be too long
step on philosopher’s stepping stone
i’m repping sketchin in poems
grown bring it bak home
live whut up riggs
i’m bein’ me foreva
can u dig? and
i don’t play games ’cause the game is rigged
ask bodie, the tyrant hates protesters and police
so my story unfolds with glory in 4d

- cornel west theory

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