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letra de divide - marsiell

divide..divide..divide

verse:

let them tell it, they see you
let them tell it if you speak, they believe you
what’s not to believe?
let them show, they got the bottom
hope it drops to its knees
if we can all finesse, the best bet then life becomes equal
from coast to coast the blindfold is on the wrong people
you speak up you woke, & they’ll approach unpeaceful
unlawful, show you everything that you need to
conform with they way of life & turn you into sheeple
peeping out this peephole
left it on the line like a free throw
looking at the mind as a resource
looking at the knowledge like i need more
looking at the signs, you can find
can’t get down with the r-t-rds, no offense
but i’m full of the fools that chose to restore
that mindset that kept us dry like sand upon seash0r-
why we can’t dive like yall, really like my -ss so appalled
i know a shorty who apply for food stamps
to feed herself and her boy
the outside support alone is scarce
no roundtable discussion needed, no need for chairs
change gotta come sooner than later or lives gon parish
you speaketh, you becometh
remember i was riding in (the) homie hummer
a night had us plotting in the summer
the conversation switched at the moment that he told me
he moved 1600 miles back home, his mom was lonely
his dad got sick, arizona state football draft day
hopes to get picked
no calls, no wins no loss
time heals all once the family gets involved
living day to day with no regrets at all
see that’s not me, there’s some things on pause
the playback, why i say that? why i do this?
why i get heated & never do sh-t? im the coolest
why we think about the moments, we didn’t own them
was we foolish? h-ll we doing?
the divide of yo ego and influence
they say life’s a game, was you beating? or acoustic
no words this a silent movie
they put 2 and 2 together in 4clusion
big pun intended, no fund division
the low funds kept the fun to an absolute limit
fair skinned where i’m from kept they funds in a pension
yo intention was to live, f-ck being a sinner
the bottom feeders gon rise n-gga july temperature
no sympathy, slave minded
kept us shackled in fact the facts we p-ssing them backwards
if they lying for profit, you gotta show them whats hannin
take a president to the hood, roll em a backwood
you gotta prove to his -ss that black lives matter

- marsiell

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