This is for the rum spillers and drug dealers I ain’t no J Dilla since where I comes from the slum village Trying to survive out here you’d better come with it Pain is pleasure, some get it, some give it Yo the kids don’t have socks or shoes This is not a rap song, this is rock and blues Watch the news, see the reporter telling tall tales It’s like a trap scene you destined to all fail All hail the corner store testament City of Philly no rest is meant for any residents Cops arrest you without no evidence Only way we getting rich is out-of-court settlements That money move out your momma house, you in the basement Can’t afford to live in the hood, gentrification This is a nation divided between the guys Getting cream and the working poor who die on their knees Yeah the have and have-nots Taking lives and squeeze till the last drop So we drink till the last shot In a land of white judges and black cops I only know one way out, this is my last shot
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Take a look around, tell me what you see Tell me what you would wanna do if you was me I don’t wanna live, don’t really wanna die They wanna clip my wings, I just wanna fly
So get me outta here, get get me outta here Get me outta here, get get me outta here I can’t take the madness, won’t take my life for granted Or let them take advantage, I’d rather take my chances
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But do you get me? How can you live in the city With millions are still feel alone and empty The walls have been painted with the blood of my loved ones So every day I will not forget where I come from I’m from the home of the brave, home of the slave Where they recommend you invest stocks and graves Stolen and locked away and we ain’t had a win since motherfucking Dr. J I’ve got a lot to say but not enough time I wanna tell you the whole story, ain’t got enough rhymes Ain’t got enough pain to share it all The load’s too heavy Lord my back can’t bear it all They don’t care at all, isn’t it obvious? The world is run by crooks and gun-toting lobbyists Officials who fail to deliver on promises Pay to play the only way they ever acknowledge us Kids can’t afford colleges without scholarships If you ain’t climbing it you not a shit Blue or white life is determined by what colour your collar is I’ve reached the end of my rope, I have no more tolerance
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Take a look around, tell me what you see Tell me what you would wanna do if you was me I don’t wanna live, don’t really wanna die They wanna clip my wings, I just wanna fly
So get me outta here, get get me outta here Get me outta here, get get me outta here I can’t take the madness, won’t take my life for granted Or let them take advantage, I’d rather take my chances