Cecil Gardner

Look on the news, nothin but lies, maybe lies mixed with a lil bit of truth you know but that’s how
shit is you gotta see above that shit instead of lookin’ dead at that shit
It’s the life we live, the land we live in

Started in grade school
Feedin’ young niggas education as fake food was they tool
Turn niggas to straight fools
Put us in positions where they teach us to break rules
Views center under definitions of state rules
Give you one shot in life, never a take two,
Give us they news while they tell us to stay tuned
and in the meantime we gotta focus and make moves
It’s a hard knock and when you factor in hate too
You understand the barriers that seldom we break through
But why us, deny us the simple freedom to rise up
God or the dollar bill I’m ‘spose to give my trust
In a state of confusion
Now I’m stuck in state court prosecutor accusing
Using the fact I was moving to move em, the judge that is
But they don’t understand the movement (true shit)
Who snitched? you, bitch?
‘Cause on me them pants come very loose fit
See I am a virgin but you get fucked by pussy with loose lips
‘Cause niggaz can’t handle the burden
Back to the courtroom sweatin’ and nervous
Waiting on your honor here to give me a verdict
He look me in my eyes asked me, “was it worth it?”
My reply, “in life sir nobody’s perfect
All I ask is the chances to show my purpose
And to show this courtroom this black man ain't worthless”
Im praying hoping he don’t Jackson like Curtis
Wit a fake grin for your years of service

Hook

They told me to pledge my allegiance
I told em to suck my indecent proposal
suppose you told whoever knows you no truth
backstabbed whoever knows you

Natti

My middle finger stands firm as the system that gets it
May they all lounge with Lucifer this instant
Welfare is the opposite of what I see depicted
They brought it like crack and now the hoods addicted
Mom as on backs and daddy is out pitching
He goes legit moves in they going to evict them
Divide and conquer sons without fathers
Surviving contra guns without armor
Black white brown from lower to middle class
Politicians need votes they speak for the little man
Election over they forgetting your little ass from housing collapse
To the jobs that we lack
Fucking off funds we earned off our backs
Seizing millions in drug money where do they put that
Not in education not in medication
They led us into flames so why they leading the nation