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(album: The Nigga In Me Is Me - 2019)

I'm beyond bars, or at least outside, under the eye of the overseer
I'm piped up like the club drugs consumed by all my peers
I'm out here living young and unrepentant
A perpetual piece of every problem that I ain't wearing like a pendant
But if I'm moving loud to pay my student loans
I'm still a dependent, so

Am I poppin'?
Am I really even poppin'?
Re-up, can't get fucked up enough
Why pay to pipe the drug and not get paid to play the plug?

Success and stomach acid sting a nigga tongue the same
You sell 4oz in 1 day, you can tell me that crime don't pay
Don't tell me you'íll change someday
And, in the meantime, act the same way
Don't fix your mouth to lie to my face
To try to force me out of feeling played
Actions get explained away
So I'm gonna shut the fuck up, just in case
There's a benefit gig for nobody
Raising residue of middle class money
Could we send those stacks back to the past in neat packs
And put them underneath the feet of everybody lynched so they can catch their breath at last?

They swing in my mind
Singing out across time
Sounding off like windchimes
Our bloodlines hung from pines
Burning brighter than the fires
Behind the bluest eye
Burning brighter than the fires
Behind the bluest eye
They swing in my mind
Singing out across time
Sounding off like windchimes
Our bloodlines hung from pines
Burning brighter than the fires
Behind the bluest eye
Burning brighter than the fires
Behind the bluest eye