Street Politics (feat. Accosta the Man)

From a habitat of drugs and violence They wanna keep us here Once we make it out they know we can't silenced Then they try and gentrify it Tell us we don't belong but wanna tag along for the riots See the life though the media and wanna try it Before we shipped who was really violent How you paint the messiah in your image to worship but say we not invited For every action there's a reaction That's basic science See revenge is a confession of pain Yet remains To let the dark side sit in our veins It's insane The lengths we go to let pleasure rain Toxic shame But never care when awarded the fame Rebuke the riches I seek forgiveness Think I need a minute Yellow tape and chalk lines for us every minute They rather hear bout constant spending and ménage in women This is just my thesis We need a reset Eject the regrets We worshipping the bottle girls and purse huggers While abandoning our principles and working mothers We quick to sell our souls just to get a hold Of some property and commas we could never fold We worshipping the bottle girls and purse huggers While abandoning our principles and working mothers We quick to sell our souls just to get a hold Of some property and commas we could never fold Good evening everybody this is ground zero Where the ones who beat the system is a real hero Not the one's in court wit a testimony But the one holding court if you test his money I'm talking street merchants and the state hoppers That's fending off the feds and the plate watchers Wolves is the animals we choose to be If you not family or friend then you food to me I keep my family and friends close like a gun Cuz in survival I know the wolves eat the young Focus In the streets keep you level headed What good is soul food if the devil fed it Blessings doesn't always come wit cap and gowns Just because your hustle right doesn't mean you flash it now We calling all the old heads bastards now Just because you crack the code don't forget to pass it down We worshipping the bottle girls and purse huggers While abandoning our principles and working mothers We quick to sell our souls just to get a hold Of some property and commas we could never fold We worshipping the bottle girls and purse huggers While abandoning our principles and working mothers We quick to sell our souls just to get a hold Of some property and commas we could never fold