Bread Wine Body Blood

Ka

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    My brothers and sisters
    If you would allow me tonight
    I would like for you to focus
    Your attention to the verse
    Just wanna touch on some points, man, that bother me
    You know, with the culture a lil' bit, man
    Remember, this is, this is magic, man, this is true magic, this music, man
    You gotta watch what you feed the kids, man, for real

    Yo, it's money this, money that
    All that shit dummy rap
    Should give them people money back
    Halves got 'em strung up, never slung 'em fact
    Keep them dumb, sprung up in that youngin trap
    Which log be cutting family trees, they just a lumberjack
    Ever notice it's never no fix? Only brung 'em crack
    Ain't write gems, but tight with ends, then they run it back
    Now I peep why they call it heat, it's just a runnin' track
    Then it's drink this, smoke that, shit so wack
    Give 'em boof, no percent of living proof, you get no dap
    I have to tell you that's on the path-to-failure roadmap
    It ain't the way to no goals, it's the chokehold slow tap
    The gist of this is to keep submissive and broke rap
    Another poison message you holdin' precious 'cause your toe tap
    That's how a lame floss 'til the brain loss from the growin' plaque
    You say it's safe and play the eighth, can't replace what your soul lack

    It's a shared struggle that we all go through
    Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
    Man, it's a shared struggle that we all go through
    Don't be the weapon they use to harm you

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    Then it's pussy this, ass that, all that shit trash rap
    What started as empowerment, I'm feelin' now it's past that
    Yes, I'm with sexual expression, if any tryna lash back
    But this proper prostitution, always askin' where the cash at
    You sure you sellin' me melody, you keep tellin' me your ass fat?
    Or are you just a succubus, wanna suck us 'til the stash tapped?
    Don't get it twist, I like a pretty miss with a vast gyatt
    This a crazy world, don't put our baby girls on the fast track
    Then it's gun this, gang that, son, the most profane rap
    It's just a lot of bored noise that got our boys layin' flat
    Still a must, "stop killing us" should be the main pact
    For our mothers' good, choose brotherhood, bang that
    Had enough of every tussle, seein' muscles, where the brains at?
    You wanna hurt, those that do us dirt should be the aim, black
    FBI and Klan kills your leaders, when y'all gon' pay 'em back?
    If that's how we move, then I'm smooth, y'all can stay intact

    It's a shared struggle that we all go through
    Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
    Man, it's a shared struggle that we all go through
    Don't be the weapon they use to harm you

    If you listen to what Black people are singing religiously
    It is a clue as to what is happening to them sociologically
    Our music mirrors what is happening to us

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