Plantation Days

Prison is plantation Trapped in this damn nation Should've stayed segregated Fuck it, we masturbatin cuz massa don't want no babies Massa stay aggravated Look at the legislation Slave under declaration The image is decorated, with violence and hopeless babies They want us hung high as cable, they laid the dope on the table When factories wasn't stable, the feds know just where they place it They'll be where you at take it back So man don't Idon't wanna see you selling dope Idon't wanna see you locked up, aintno joke Tryin get some fuckin ass like da fuckin pope Just tryin pay the bills of a fuckin phone You can quote all my quotes, just give me my fuckin Credit Damn nigga we both poe, you can look at my Debit Yeah yeah yeah I could be dead tomorrow, pulled over on da side of the road Cop thought he saw me reach for da heat Damn nigga there goes me, there goes My rapping Hoop dreams, oh well what it be I been freestyling lately, this a freestyle baby Ain playin round here lady, you can get it for the low You can get it for the high, ain no dope dealer tho This music's what I supply yeah Man Ijust wanna see you grow Cant be steppin all on massas toes Idon't wanna see you moving dope Ijust wanna see you blow, get your pockets up on swole Just wanna see my niggas old, no prescriptions, no addictions man, fuk da liquor stores Cuz Ijust wanna see you grow Man Ijust wanna see you grow Damn a lot of shit is outside the window You never know With the way The shit go You can be over the stove cooking egg yoke Next month you cooking up coke The same pot, the same eye Another day, another a rhyme Different day, same time Same flow and the same spirit Damn I know my niggas hear it Hoop dreaming, hear the crickets, TST, The Second Ticket This country been ona mission, need mo niggas, need mo prisons Need mo weapons, need mo victims, need mo lessons, need mo systems BIE I think I get em, Black Identity Extremist, YP reborn I'm Young Phoenix I'm the shit now where's the Kleenex, wipe my ass continue shittin Can't be gettin in massas business, I don't wanna be a witness You don't wanna end up missing, sweep the floor I wash the dishes Then breastfeed oh little Bridget, give her big old black old titty Know that one day she'll be misses Youknow massa, he be gettin old And his daughter, yo she gettin cold Cuz daddy sleep with slaves when nobody's home Bridget hate her daddy, cuz her daddy knows She like that dark skin kid, got that dat nigga sold They was twelve playin tag,gofrom wall to wall Now she hides thangs, just to piss that cracker off But the slaves get the whip and take the fuckin loss Ay you Momma use to take care of a Little you Use to rock you in the chair until you Went and snooze But you lied on my momma said it Wasn't you And you crying all the time cuz you Always lose Niggas dead Dont get to live The way they should Niggas kill we gotta build Some mo buildings Protect our children Protect our culture Protect our money The world laughs It's fuck em all Aint shit funny Do it for niggas The broke, fixed And the bummy Fuckyou fony ass clowns Ill shit inside your onesie Aint Welcome to this park, i skate wit tony On this side of the town im really feelin lonely Yo im all about community, I feel Iwas birth to help the streets Can one man soothe and tame the sea, know knowledge is the recipe If you really want to feed the streets, for positive growth lets all take an oath Ill carry your loads, ill wash all your clothes, ill dry all your clothes I need you to fold, ill open some doors and fuck what they close Ill open some mo, in exchange for your dope, prepaid with my soul Ain selling my soul, worth more than the gold, that niggas ride fo