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Random Thoughts Lyrics - Artist : Nwigwe, Tobe
I said empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless, like water I know you gonna dig this I was born in the ghetto at the bottom of the map Third grade moved up out the ghetto Fourth grade moved back Generated hella scraps Separated from the pack I was talented and black Momma drove a pontiac Brother stayed up on the track Always said my dad was whack, fact You can't take fiction and try to decorate it as a fact Add that there ain't no description of an educated man and really black Blast back When I used to diction to show em I'm dedicated to the craft Past rap This for those misused tryna get liberated from trap Bad bag Get me 50 feet like how Eagles don't fly with the flock Truth and evil gon collide when I talk Hard to see when your eyes full of sog ohh you salty (french fries) Pack the demon aside to baptize They told you don't believe you can fly But they ain't tell you the boss in the sky hold up I'm dreaming, wake up You see everybody eating get your cake up If your lines don't receive em get a [?] Boys only get the beef when they stay soft Snap out everyone can't out rap the hood if they could then they would Can't tell all of my partners to stay riding choppers to stop selling good But I wish they would, I wish they would Why don't you tell somebody this that's in the dark To start shining |
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