letra de i gotta get mine - dred scott
[scratch hook]
“i gotta get mine in the here and the now” – dred scott ‘can’t hold back’
[verse one]
one more day becomes part of the past
i avoid yet, another shotgun blast
remain paranoid from dust to dawn
hallucinating in the night when reality’s gone
some n-gga looking like marvin g-ye
is asking me what the f-ck’s going on
now marvin wanna talk about knowledge of self
yo what the f-ck good is that without mental health?
freedom ain’t sitting in the front of the bus
it’s me getting sh-t for free from you with no fuss
and unity? that’s the least of your worries
when the line between good and bad starts getting blurry
the cops and the crooks are one in the same
my own n-ggas all around me, trying to run game
so see, i can’t afford to start caring
for example, mark i’ma have to take the gold chain you wearing
[scratch hook]
[verse two]
tick, tock back on the scene
jeep cherokee rolls up through my dream
honey in black with the hat tilled over to the side
yeah she know the gold chain look fly
face to face with eye contact
and all she want to do is talk about revolution for the black
i’m saying, i understand everything that you’re feeling
and i know a motel that got mirrors on the ceiling
yo
you can preach there till the break of dawn
leave both of your black gloves on
keep your fist in the air, i don’t care
i work all the black rage off your thighs
cause n-ggas on another kind of rise
it’s true
that the whole world’s upside down
black smiles look more like ghetto frowns
and say what’s mine is what you ain’t strong enough to keep
and on that note, you’re gonna have to come off your jeep
[scratch hook]
now
mine
now
[verse three]
now if i could i would end all shotgun blasts
take the government pitchfork out my -ss
no more, shorty’s sipping 40’s after cl-ss
no mc feeding verbal pork to the m-ss
we would have a mental break of dawn
no teenage funerals on cemetery lawns
every bum cooling in a mansion and a yacht
seeing shorty’s living with their moms and they pops
and at that time
my n-gga clarence thomas is gonna beat on some african drums
but f-ck it
[scratch hook]
one more day becomes part of the past
i avoid yet, another shotgun blast
remain paranoid from dust to dawn
hallucinating in the night when reality’s gone
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