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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tasman Keith
Tasman Keith
Performer
Tasman Keith Jarrett
Tasman Keith Jarrett
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tasman Keith
Tasman Keith
Songwriter

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[Intro]
Left, left-right-left
Which side will you step?
Left, left-right-left
Which side will you step?
Left?
[Verse 1]
Get it lit, I'm here to move the shit
I ain't here to point a finger, bitch, I'm here to throw a brick
Mission kid, mission lip
Cursing out your fit
Fuck your ideology if it don't ID with our clique, nah
My mamma white, raising two kids on the mission
She been about that life, by any means, to make a living
My uncles call her sis, and my aunty know her wisdom
I don't wanna hear that left-right side politic
I make a difference
[Verse 2]
Like I've seen her make a difference
We don't argue over crumbs no more, we talk about the system
Break it down, then blow it up, look at the world condition
Fuck a change if the change ain't direct from who be living it
[Bridge]
Left, left-right-left
Which side will you step?
[Verse 3]
I was at the AMS getting teeth cleaned
When Miss Hanson said how she could be me
Looking at a redneck, one on TV
Let's switch positions, bitch, and see if you can beat disease
Our lease ain't free, you deep near a minister knee
Suckin' for a pick, nah, you ain't me
Causing division where we live, nah, you ain't me
Causing division where we live, nah, you ain't me
[Verse 4]
I said my dad taught me how to spit a 16
My cousin taught me how to move with instinct
My uncle told me I should watch the industry
They gon' keep you in your trauma any chance they see
They make money, sickness make money
Politicin' make money, if you dead, they make money
Division make money, the mission ain't money
They don't care about our street based off the shit that keep it running
Funny
Written by: Tasman Keith
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