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letra de stream of consciousness - vii (usa)

[verse 1]

i’ve been tryna live a wide-eyed life blindfolded
stanley kubrick
my vision’s been impeded by tradition-driven hubris
my n-ggas been the same, ain’t no additions to the movement but it’s really fear of change that got a n-gga feeling stupid
i often doubt my judgment when i know it’s right
hate to be the sum of all my actions but i know it’s life
hate to watch supporters disappear, they coming faster every year but any time they see a struggle, n-ggas poltergeist, hope this ice
chill a n-gga heart till it freeze over
my flow is cold but it could be a few degrees colder
i been working toward some visions you can’t breeze through but like when drew brees threw the end goal was game over, game oversaturated as it stands, to put it simply
so many doppelgängers, compet-tion over friendly, and
n-ggas eating now, in a crowd of rooted envy, but
the same n-ggas thirsty and the talent pool is emptied
but i wish em well, coin is all they gave to see they wishes fail, which is, well, more than i can say i’m making dishing h-ll
but if i get it i promise to take a minute to dedicate all my winnings to bettering our condition, listen

[chorus]

cuz we been k!lling one another since they made us hate
then they k!lled us so our murder saved they murder face
and as much as we deserve our retribution, it’s the pen before the pistol if we want a revolution, what up
gil told us when we get it, television don’t
and jill told us no one loves us if our people won’t
we been waiting for society to change, but reality reflects the actions of our present days, and

[verse 2]

my mind’s racing, i write to make the winner clear
dinner’s near, i can feel the come up, don’t you interfere
misanthropic mission topics i’ve debated spitting while i visit tropics dishing off the substance of my brain can only take up so much sp-ce before i start to feel depression knock
i love america but feel the need to question cops
i wonder if they gave me 16 shots, would my 16s live when my limp knees dropped? uh
can i live? gimme love, come and f-ckin learn
gimme life, do me right, wait your f-ckin turn
rhetorician spitting, i’ve written for what i f-ckin earned
i breathe for this sh-t
believe for this sh-t
i need to exist ahead of the pack
and my emergence will merit versions that’s better than rap of accolades if you stick with me
it don’t matter which city
i could rock a mic with twice the confidence of six diddys

[chorus v2]

cuz i been writing raps since i could hardly rhyme
remember big & outkast was how i p-ssed the time
but now my city bleeding from the chest, imma be the vigilante if it means that we can rest, uh
gil told us when we get it, television don’t
and jill told us no one loves us if our people won’t
we been waiting for the law enacting change, but these shackles getting heavy, we gon have to act today, n-gga!

[bridge]

(i will not be desensitized
i will not be desensitized)
people fear change till they feel change, and it betters them
imma k!ll em softly, taste of they own medicine
(i will not be desensitized
i will not be desensitized)
and they only let us win if we’re made to be exceptions
to a rule that they invented, it’s the cruelest misdirection
my god

“i have lost three brothers to this, sir. this is not alright! i’m hurting. you see my eyes? my people out here hurting!”

heavenly father, why you so far away?
heavenly father, why you so far away?
heavenly father, why you so far away?
heavenly father
heavenly father

- vii usa

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