Drop it
Hey
Ugh
Try to crack
And some will react
Vocal snap so trap
I'm trying to rap
Those who try to subdue
the truth
lose their condition
were labelled inactive
Being 91
the twentieth century
Brooklyn is a magnum in the bottle of kerosiene
flame ignites into the black
sending fright
thought you could read minds
and words and insight
Backin' the explosion on stage
guns fear
Frances Fanon
presence of war
Using my brain
Until the power is obtained
Using my strength to gain
A struggle for rage
But I
Choose another tune to uplift
Yeah, you know my anger is a gift
a gift to expect the test we all must face
Hah,
Out my face
Release the reason
Allow the pain
The actors change
But the plays the same
C'mon
In the narrows
In the narrows
In the narrows
Some are the holders of power
But the style will <i>[ ? ? ] shower
Trying to like brothers about the structure itself
Pay only motivates and creates more hate
State to state
I se
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