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Aww main
i ain’t dreamed
Since when I drifted
Lost my lookback
Met the mission
Lucid lingo
I been below
Broke and black sheep
Contradicted
Lose ya grip
Confused a bit
A stu a dent
Reaching for the rudiment
But Ain’t no mistakes in the cosmos
Some folks just get bruised a bit
And I did that
And pre haps
It be that
The see napse
Want my bones broke what is this
Hold up
Why is it so hard
To grow up
When it’s in yo heart
To Glow up
U didn’t get so far
To slow up
Don’t do that boy
And I’m leaving
Believing
That I’m being
In my season
Hook
But i been down
Coulda been lost forever
But im getting better
Back up in the clouds, now
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We don’t need you
Aint no love for you out here
You aint worth your dreams
Times is gone
One thing is clear
Here in the dark space
Aint no hope but take this fear
You need some mo pain
So you aint focused
yo whole year
You just older
get smaller
Down is up
Errything is sideways
I’m trying to crush you
From the inside
Where I can do what
Ever my way
You should forfeit
Shut the doors up
U can trust me
Don’t believe you
Life is hard luck
Aint no short cuts
Close the curtains
We don’t need you
I hear voices
Give me choices
It been too long
That I made bad ones
Im so true grit
On my new shit
Made my mind up
im important
Right direction
No excuses
Truth is power
lies is useless
I leave my ego
Behind the back door
To find a fair way
To move me forward
And I don’t know how
But here I go now
Forget the old me
Cuz im the new him
And he got big dreams
A head of thick steam
Ten toes in
And full of focus
Yeah
And pre haps
It be that
I needed
to see that
You might get bones broke
Bruised a bit
But I’m leaving
Believing
That I’m being
In my season
Hook
But i been down
Coulda been lost forever
But im getting better
Back up in the clouds, now
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In a Daydream
I’m floating through the clouds
I don’t wanna come down
On a sun beam
Magic carpet ride
Flying through the skies, so high
You taught me how to fly
To places in my mind
I feel you all the time
If we try, You and I, We can fly... So high
Like a butterfly
So High
We could touch the sky
In a Daydream
I’m floating through the clouds
I don’t wanna come down
On a sun beam
Magic carpet ride
Flying through the skies, so high
I’m so glad you found me
I can feel you all around me
I hear your voice in every sound
Your rhythm hit the ground
You are the morning dew
You’re the sweetness of the fruit
You’re the colours in the sky
You taught me how to fly, so
We could fall in love
And live the life we were dreaming of
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Verse 1:
Nike’s on my feet, baggy jeans/
Riding handlebars before I was teen/
Tryna keep it clean/
I prolly freaked it with my windbreaker/
Bucking on haters like Vin Baker/
Imitating entertainers/
With a taper that’s to die for/
Behind these locked doors, been contesting with lock jaw/
Wish I could speak my mind more/
Looking out the window, watching lawnmowers/
Finally get outside, my homies running 5 on 5 boy/
Pass the rock/
I shoot the ball like it’s the only time I’ll get to touch it/
I’m crossing over hit reverses, yeah we getting buckets/
They looking at me like I’m new to this/
I’m true to this, my J sick, I need some Sudafed, baby I’m too legit/
But on the same coin, homie up the block just got his brains blown/
Like James Bond, feel like we being raised wrong/
Trying to make the best out of humbling situations/
Ugh, exhibit patience, I witnessed my limitations.
Chorus:
The only one I trusted was the candy lady/
Myhomie just got popped we on the way to Grady/
They telling us his leg got to be amputated/
I’m thinking it’s because our skin is melanated/
Verse 2:
The streets is flooded like Venice/
My Og just turned 16, got him a Civic/
I’m watching him hard/
Them girls jocking him, he dropping em off/
Driving a car was like the recipe to start a ménage/
Not that I knew it/
I was a student/
Mind wouldn’t polluted/
But I wish someday that I could it/
Started a movement with my homies on the back of the bus/
Like Usher Raymond, want it my way, is you bout it or what?/
We roasting folks about their clothes and shoes, fashion police, laughing at people for their broken rules/
Acting as if we had to show and prove/
But ain’t nobody on my block rich/
Never realizing my environment was toxic/
We planning and plotting/
Scrambling and jotting/
Diamonds on my neck in self portraits/
Now that I’m grown I see it similar to Clinton Portis/
We get extorted to be socially acceptable/
My missions to make my presence celestial, just let me go.
Chorus:
The only one I trusted was the candy lady/
Myhomie just got popped we on the way to Grady/
They telling us his leg got to be amputated/
I’m thinking it’s because our skin is melanated/
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Hook:
It tastes like survival
A little blood in the mouth
A little salt on the wounds
Wearing cool as a crown.
Maybe
Maybe we can fall in love
Maybe
Maybe we can fall in love
1st verse:
With the narrative of who we are, The man in the mirror reflecting that image of God
Who’s, got a complex to cure but cant find where to start, trying to model that depiction of a a real nigga
Says its only natural to do cuz his pigment is dark. A self sabotaging thought if we pick it apart
There’s an acceptance of a philosophical flaw, rappers tasked with depicting what black is on behalf of us all.
Funny, but not like “Hawty haw haw” more like a monolithic applause to a cognitive scar
We’re like gymnasts how we flip it, flip a sample , flip a key, flip that “N” word and channel that negative energy “Got cha”
And all it takes to open up them chakras was to memorize so lyrics and identify as black in spirit
Admit it it’s wack isn’t but its true. They like forget them 40acres ya’ all monopolizing cool, keep it.
Hook:
2nd Verse:
To clap for or clap at? That is the question. They make suggestions
If you look to be aggressive or are unwilling to tap dance. Or irreverent for what the flag stands , Backlash
Whipping pole backlash, nigga know your place. We’re talking higher learning. Observe what they’ve been serving on our plates.
Toxic ideologies embraced now the world has a taste for a flavor they have pinned on our race.
Hood? Neighbors been erased. Now the climate they produced for the space we inhabit is the base
Off the culture they co-create, so they generating wealth off of slavery to date.
See how these evil seeds sprout where our people is, believing being positive’s that White people ish
I believe that we ain’t gotta take the scraps too busy trapping to see how we been trapped, demand our humanity back.
Hook
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