This is called high as shit, for hours That's the name of song, nigga High as for Hours we go, yeah
American hypocrisy, oh, let me the ways came here seekin' freedom Then they end up slaves Justified it usin' Christianity saves Religion don't mean shit, there's too ego in the way That's why ISIS is a But in reality this country do the same Take a life and it righteous when Bin Laden got killed, supposedly? In a hotel after a show, was noticin' These white watchin' CNN, coverin' the action read the headline and then they all started clappin' As if LeBron had just a basket at the buzzer I stood there for a second, them high-five each other For real? I this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still off on niggas in the Ville Claimin' that he for a gun They really think we dumb and got a death Now somebody's son is layin' When I was a boy my father lived in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and headed off for Out for the summer, feelin' just like I was Alice Lost in the where niggas still sufferin' Just like was back home, and that's wrong So now "Fuck the government!" They see my niggas And they don't give a fuck at all, and wrong, yeah
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I had a convo the President, I paid to go and see him Thinkin' about the things I said I'd say I would see him Feelin' nervous, in a room full of white folks about the black man plight, think I might choke Nope, raised my and asked a man a question Does he see the struggle of his brothers in And if so, if you got all the power in the As the President, what's keepin' you helpin' niggas out? Well, I say "nigga," but you catch my drift He looked me in my and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and me he was well-aware I got the vibe he was sincere and that the cared But dawg, you in the chair, what's the up? He said, "There's that I wanna fix But you know shit, nigga: politics." stop fightin' and don't stop believin' You can make the world better for your before you leave it Change is slow, always has been, will be But fuck that, I'ma bust back 'til kill me Change is slow, always has been, will be But fuck that, bust back until they kill me—feel me?
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Here's a thought for my heart Take a deeper at history, it's there to pick apart See, the people at the top, they get to do what they want 'Til a while the people at the bottom finally get smart Then start to holla "Revolution!" Tired of livin' here, that lootin'! Can you tell me what's the best solution? I to think it was to overthrow oppressors, see If we the system, that means we'll have less of greed But see, it's not simple I got to thinkin' the history of human nature While instrumental played I realized somethin' that made Me wonder if was really ever the way Before you trip and throw a fit over these I say Think about this shit for second, you the way The children in households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold—that's called a Abused becomes the and that's just how life go So You get the power, but you know what does to man? Corruption always leads us to the shit again So when you 'bout revolution Dawg, I hear just you sayin' What good is takin' When we know what you do? The only real revolution right inside of you I said, what good is takin' we know what you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right of you, nigga
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