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letra de evil's roots (pound cake freestyle) - dope geneyus

(intro: dope geneyus) aye, aye, uh, uh, uh
cash rules everything around me
hey, hey, hey, hey
i want yall to do me a favor and uhhh…
actually, listen to the words we gonna say to yall
uh…uh..iight

(verse 1: dope geneyus)
i heard money is cotton
that’s a conundrum
ain’t it ironic that we’re chasing what we ran from?
the motherland right there on our feet,that’s where that sand’s from
we’re too busy buying j’s, when jesus rocked sandals. (that’s crazy)
sometimes i stare up at the stars at night in disbelief
that they’re the same ones they used to find hope and peace
just wish that they could be used to navigate the streets
please be careful, boy be careful where you sleep. (uh)
cause n-ggas stay packing
nahh’, not for trips, they just don’t want to be caught lacking. (lacking)
ha. shout out to captain
america is scared of us, but they’re steady daring us, to be different
i got problems with commitment. (sure do)
cause when the newness wears off, i’m just gone like
“where the ship went?” (gone)
and i bring some new one’s in like a brand new shipment
and ye said that we the new slaves
i think he meant it. (did)
cause in the end, we’re all working for the cotton.(season)
i fall asleep in a bed of it often
i open up my eyes and now i’m staring at my coffin. (i’m gone)

(hook):
cash rules everything (everything)(uh) around me. (around me)
around me. (around us all)
cash rules everything, around me. around me

(verse 2 dope geneyus:)
i close my eyes and now i’m staring face to face with the
k-k-k-k-k-k-k
huey newton would be proud of me.(uh)
and i know god’s looking down on me
like no other
people saying that “you was born the wrong color.”
like, instead of black, you should have had a white mother
and i pray i stay warm, with the right covers. (yep)
but i’m tempted to stay warm, with white mothers.(hey topanga!, hey boo!)
just hope that i don’t have to fight their white brothers
cause we’re all one big fam’ man
and you know they popped more shots than a cam, and
mirrors show the true reflection of what i am
a black man, able to create lines that you ain’t understand
gotheem. man. yep

(verse 3 gabe davis:)
it does man…
never thought i would say something like this, but, it’s true

i used to want to be a rich man
til you made your boy cleaner than a dish pan. (woah)
coming out the dish wash
thought a gold watch would make me better, but i was just tripping
thought of tipping 44’s
dodging po-po’s
strippers on poles, making it rain
like a hail storm
it kept me warm at night
thinking of all the pretty ladies that would swarm in flight
to me
i see the patterns knitted like sweaters
realizing, greenbacks, would not make me better
just amplifying flesh
making me worse
what i thought would be a blessing, was actually a curse.(curse)

(hook)

(gabe davis:)
cash rules everything, around me. around me

- dope geneyus

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