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Minority Report
Ransom & Nicholas Craven
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I could have been a great man, but look
It was me who stood in the way of that
I was taken aback by the things that God wasn't taking back
I prayed for that, don't gamble with life and shoot to an ace in crap
I'm surrounded by niggas who dream when it's only safe to nap
Stay relaxed, breathe through your nose, reaper with flows
Call 'em duffle 'cause you know it means death when D is composed
What you hustle? Them people's agenda free of agenda
Fuck your muscles, masculinity's toxic 'cause we surrendered
See the splendor? The death of the black man, we remember
Teach the members of your church who you worship in each December
See my temper? I got this from daddy dearest, he had the clearest
Visions of what's going on now, though we was glad to hear it
Had to bear with him and his fellas he often had a beer with
Ironic you driving that Ghost although you lack the spirit
False prophets talking that nigga life, pay the biggest price
Claimed to walk on water, but now you skate on the thinnest ice
It's a vice, addicted to algorithms and Twitter gripes
That bitter life, you bragging, but never lived you a better life
Shiv a knife, I'm sorry, that's only reserved for prison types
I fought for crumbs on that cake 'cause they wouldn't give a slice
Yeah, why would you play the homie?
I ain't wanna give your heart five for changing the faces on me
Take a moment, I don't think they ready for him
Blessings never come whenever the fuck
You want, they come when you ready for 'em
Here's a toast to the truly gifted
We smiling when you say that you got it, we knew you missed it
Hypnotic, the music mystic
Deliver scriptures, considered drifters 'cause we too defiant
Remember giants can't listen to midgets whisper
Already heard your story
When caught between a heaven or a hell, it's a purgatory
My people deserve the glory
From indigenous tribes to the block where niggas get high
We survive playing Stevie, he put that ripping in Scott, he ain't lie
It be snitches they build the case with
Everybody pull out phones just to tape with, shit is flagrant
Day shift, niggas be calling cops on they neighbors
If it bleed, then it lead, they just trying to make the papers
The faithful beg for a chance to expose the faithless
Niggas tryna get extra stripes like some K-Swiss
My name is my name, fame is nothing but a vapor
Can you feel it? Nothing can save you
Playing with that snow like you Thumper
Get you shot like you Bambi's mother
If you want peace without justice, you probably can't be trusted
Scheming like some demons, I call '
Em birdmen how they hands be rubbing
Yelling free the land since Peter Pan with Sandy Duncan
I been through many things and never ran from nothing
You'll fall for anything if you don't stand for something
Jivoti family, the canopy I'm standing under
Candy covered niggas be scrambling when my mans be dumping
Uh, the steel imported from Mumbai
On the tracks of the tears, the drums provided by gunfire
Niggas swear to God that they tough guys
But really they tongue tied, this is rare air, it's harder to come by
It's high tech like Common when he was rocking that sun god
Tomato head niggas get sun dried, they washed up
Squad up, my flow is magnetic, follow the gunpowder
They turn towards the light like a sunflower
A black woman in America
They took my lips, hips, kids, and still I ain't scared of ya
Don't take me out of character, no boxing, I ain't fair enough
They shots to your choir, real lateral, call that squaring up
The daughter of Oshun that learned 'bout life too soon
They misses me like I'm married, I ain't never jumped the broom
I swept some shit under the rug 'cause I be tryna play it cool
But if that shit come out from under, pull the rug from under you
I keep a small circle, period, they algebraic theory is
He act up, we X him like Sirius, man, ain't no fear in this
Generation of offspring of Ronald Reagan experiments
Was 'round them good bricks like Legos, shout my Nigerians
Failed math, but know how many ace in a QP
They calculate the profit, dividing the box, we're selling loosies
A genius abandoned by the property taxes
More money towards jail than filling our backpacks
Ain't no books up in our classes, now I
Ball like a socket, vision clearer these days
They glasses done healed the pain, now addiction won't go away
And all these purgatory thoughts, was sinning, tryna make a way
Ain't no thief, but gotta eat, I got a lot up on my plate
And still after all the meals, that shit get scary when I think
The things we do for the money when we go that we can't take
When pigs fly, I'ma stop, but swine flu ain't make me ache
I had the power for it, show you what this net's worth like I'm Blake
Here's a toast to the truly gifted
We smiling when you say that you got it, we knew you missed it
Hypnotic, the music mystic
Deliver scriptures, considered drifters 'cause we too defiant
Remember giants can't listen to midgets whisper
Already heard your story
When caught between a heaven or a hell, it's a purgatory
My people deserve the glory
From indigenous tribes to the block where niggas get high
We survive playing Stevie, he put that ripping in Scott, he ain't lie
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