MisInformed (feat. Keith Wallace)

Lent, moves, production, and when you reach 18, it's like, the more that we go through

The more that we go through

They've made sense of it all, yeah man, made sense to me though, ay, ay

Since the beginning of time, **** been living divine. clocking in on the cotton field, but they wasn't giving a dime

The struggle was all in your mind, to succeed it wasn't designed

Approval, get it, decline, chop and screw it, then rewind

Since the beginning of time, **** been living divine. clocking in on the cotton field, but they wasn't giving a dime

The struggle was all in your mind, to succeed it wasn't designed

Approval, get it, decline, chop and screw it, then rewind

We painted a perfect picture of a fake Jesus, we put it inside of our house, teaching our kids to pray to a croc

You hear the words coming out my mouth, ****

We been miseducated, misinformed, misled, they been pimping us for a long time

Like a prostitute, let them tricks beg what they say

When it come to these politics, they be doing all kind of shhh, they be pulling all kind of tricks

Hold that money in the air, little counterfeiture, get knocked off

When it pop off, the government been getting them blocks off

Turn your head to a vote, get the top off

You gotta eat the fried chicken with the hot sauce, it's a black thing

Been chasing them ghosts like Pac-Man, sold dope to my own kind

No longer am I in the crack gang, I'm different, I'm different

I ain't Muslim, I ain't Christian, I ain't a psychic

But I bet this AK,make the police get missing

When she tell me she love me, I know she be lying

Spiritually, I'ma live forever

Physically, I'm dying, living blind

I used to sell them quarters and dimes

You want me to tell my son that a white man turned water to wine

****, you crazy

Did I stutter, dawg

Every December 25th, my mama was Santa Claus

No fat man came down the chimney

Wasn't no chimneys in the hood

If you listen long, then you listen wrong

But if you listen wrong, you better hear me good

I'm the goat with the rhythm, goat with the rhythm

Cut off my hands so I can't feel them

These **** still testing me, disrespecting me, thinking I won't get them

Wordplay is immaculate

I can't flip the burger with a spatula at

**** don't want beef, but if they do, tell them fools to step in the booth

Lyrically, I'm an assassin

Spiritually, I'm attacking all of you devils

The white man don't understand

The white man say, all of you rebels, whoo

The white man made all of you slaves

But the spirit of the most highness inside me

gonna make all of you brave

Dropping bombs on the Pentagon

I ain't dropping bombs over Baghdad

And I turn that cop to cook bacon before I let him turn me to a hashtag

Back then, they didn't listen

Now I'm the realest **** that I said

Back then, they didn't listen

Now I'm the realest **** that spit

Boom

And when you reach one, teach one

Ra-ka-ka

Hey

Since the beginning of time, **** been living divine

Clocking in on a cotton field, but they wasn't giving a dime

The struggle was all in your mind

To succeed, it wasn't designed

Approval, get it declined

Chop and screw it, then rewind

Since the beginning of time, **** been living divine

Clocking in on a cotton field, but they wasn't giving a dime

The struggle was all in your mind

To succeed, it wasn't designed

Approval, get it declined

Chop and screw it, then rewind