letra de the anti-dope - james
it’s james back for another week
people gather round just to hear a brother speak
n-ggas be like preach.. but i’m not a preacher tho
you be on that turn up i be on that other sh-t
from a different world let me take you to the mothership
diplomatic systematic like the government
enough of this i’ma take the game and f-cking smother it
extermination determination to rule a nation
look who i’m facing in the mirror see clearer
pushing pyramids with [hiroglyphs]
this lyracist you hearing is never monotone
in my zone when i’m alone
my gram used to call me from the obama phone
now i get paid every time my phone ring
like the dow jones
i hear a dial tone, money calling my name
not for the fame tho that may be a side effect
my regrets it my neglect mad i ain’t have it yet
mad respect to the hustlers grinding not to have a check but their freedom
tell em f-ck their jobs i never do need em
to my surprise i realize these real lies
these real eyes sees where the fear lies
in the compromise of the agreement
dreaming be our mental condition we settle with old traditions without any suspicion
this musician’s on a mission written in compositions k!lling the compet-tion and moving bodies like morticians
for recognition of repet-tion
to re position all the preconditioned notions-floating
why you supposed to listen no prohibition
but i’m putting an end to wack rap, like that’s-that
never back track my back cracked
from holding up my city at last we on the at-las
finally detectable
my word is impeccable, so incredible unforgettable
how my dreams beam into skeptical beings
they never seen a real intellectual
putting words in your mouth my bars are digestible
but the truth is a pill hard to swallow black pic-sso, this is amateur night at the apollo, f-ck the lotto
my bravado k!lls my rivals no survival in this jungle stomach grumbles kept me humble do it for my uncle
watch whole base crumble as i pummel truth music
through this funnel tube sh-t flowing til it floods
hip hop has been disrespected infested with guns and drugs, it runs in clubs. til we k!ll each other
but can’t we hope? it spreads like a sickness and i got the antidope… [ha]
yeah i got the antidope
if we build each other up then we can’t be broke
this is much deeper then punchlines and fancy quotes-this is for the hopeless broke kids to blossom like a lotus
you notice my focus snapping shots like a camera
the life in north america…
my response is canada. as in can-a-da ever replay police tapes from each state and see we create hate with laws from centuries ago you know we living in the twenty first where the mindset is money first
before we cursed ourselves back to slavery the bittersweet taste is hardly savory
theres no saving me i used to blaze the trees now i blaze emcees and they agree they hate to be
on the wrong side of that long line of poverty
committing robberies fathers be commodities of prisons
or plain missing leaving a child without supervision
to make decisions that lead them straight to prison
peep the spiral they repeat the cycle
but sh-t what do i know…… im just an artist
james
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