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letra de get wit it - jaefkae

i’ma badman baby you can’t love me if you tried
i’m from that city where our mamas hug us til we die, only way out the hood end up on channel five
screaming bout the same problems or a homicide

want us dead or in jail, co-intel the pipeline
school to prison recidivism in the design, set us up to k!ll each other research it then call it crime
let the murderous pigs get off every time

blame absolved, conflict resolved
i can’t spеak when it’s crack in my jaw
you had a ass but you acting it off
wasn’t trapping the salt
magnum in draws
not to clap at the law
don’t own a crib but you stеady stand ona block

f-ck the anaphora metaphor
this ain’t language i’m figuring
simultaneously caging our children in
my pages look thinner when
my plate fuller, stomach aching and appetite dwindling
everyday a fight or flight, but i hate the adrenaline told em

get wit it, soul wicked
quick witty william faulkner said
live be witness
master survival mechanisms
prisms of intersections
exigent circumstances turn the handsome devil handbill
ain’t running from the anvil
freedom seem meretricious
shorty i need my meniscus, ain’t miniscule my issue
big and somewhere marrakesh is
i was there when you finished, lonnie ali married cassius
been here since beginning
indig, my indigo missing
i’ma badman baby you can’t love me if you tried
i’m from that city where our mamas hug us til we die, only way out the hood end up on channel five
screaming bout the same problems or a homicide

want us dead or in jail, they intel the pipeline
school to prison recidivism in the design, set us up to k!ll each other research it then call it crime
let the murderous pigs get off every time

boa they think this sh-t a game, they think this sh-t a joke
muf-ckas won’t know until they homies getting smoked, million views on a song and he ain’t gotta tombstone
thought you was a right hand, you don’t gotta do wrong

break

i’m funeral line cruising
fusing the za, it’s fuming
if you wasn’t useless
you a send two headshots through white roofs in fusillades
we slip and slide
we fluvial
you don’t wanna try the lluvia
youth a
run up on ya like fugitives and let the choppa fugue ya

said i’m the rap tutor
astute, and lack tune to minutiae
aboriginal, as roosters
c-ckadoodle the 22 over the cuckoo
next voodoo hexes for affluence
fool oppressors and get us the manumission
now who laugh last i tap dance on the casket
bl–dy flag
bangled star spangled banner hang backwards
i’m in havana wit mama assata relaxing
they calling my phone but i can’t answer cuz it was tapped in
i hope every police officer drown wearing handcuffs
i hope every judge get bludgeoned to death with the gavel
i hope every landlord get stuck ina building collapsing, and i hope my ancestors protect me when i do magic
untouchable unbothered by the banter and bicker
they wanna see me wet like how i dance off the liquor
i don’t stammer my stamina high
giraffe neck
f-ck pamphlets
they bound to pass out
no p-ssing contest i’m last to play chicken
i f-ck around jump in the river, help all the babies keep swimming
finding dory through oratory i made it
three minutes
play wit our bread get smoked
corner bakeries kitchens
my shorties itching 40 californicate wit no sympathy

i’ma badman baby you can’t love me if you tried
i’m from that city where our mamas hug us til we die, only way out the hood end up on channel five
screaming bout the same problems or a homicide

want us dead or in jail, they entail the pipeline
school to prison recidivism in the design, set us up to k!ll each other research it then call it crime
let the murderous pigs get off every time

- jaefkae

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