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Gotta look deep inside
Hell on these streets
Remorse is denied
The minds of these lost niggas have aligned with benevolent spirits that strip them of all the good life
Lack has placed our backs against the wall
Looking to snipe any unsuspecting soul that has fouls gold in their soul,
Or gold on their neck,
Or verdant in their hand
The purpose of these niggas in this land was deserted long ago when they stole our worth before our birth
Tore our fathers from home, it’s all broken
Told us our dreams are distorted to only a few things that become exploited by diamonds and things
Gotta look deep inside,
Fighting the blind leading the blind,
The darkness caught my peers before they could see the light
18 became a height so many dreamt of
30 became the new age we die in.
Systems designed to create victims, and victims succumb to the idea that their supposed to be this way
Like self destruction was the legacy that was constructed for the black mind
The enslaved allowed the cage to become more than a physical idea, it became a mind state.
And now we are tormented by self hate and rage.