Lyrics

We attaining angels wings With the Devils trident I might be a hippie but I ain't afraid of violence Fate got me rolling with the legend of this heist shit Now we tryna change the world With nothing more then a mic check I don't have a degree and I don't need college To pick the library up so I can drop knowledge The mission is wisdom Our condition is rhythm The vision has risen So won't you sit and just listen Let's nix the division A social circumcision And really this is just our opinions We just want you to get some sleep and for you stress to cease Why we gotta die before we rest in peace I don't care if your skins a different color I'll put my arms around you and embrace you as my brother Cuz everyone on this rock comes from the same Mother Earth That's why when they take aim we don't take cover We got to many Chiefs And not enough Indians Some of you need to sit in the circle and hit the pipe again And pay attention to the wisdom that this elder speaks I ain't teaching you path I'm teaching you to reach Above the moon, beyond the stars I've laid that path way, way before these bars That you been listening to through them radio waves Don't be a slave to the game You ain't got to rise to maintain The status of another man You do what you got to To fucking understand The way that fucking is living its everything you know man Nobody gonna tell you the way that you got to roam man Down the road man I got my thumb out I'm looking for a path way but there's some doubt It's out my own brain Own brain It's out my own frame Own frame I'm tryna talk it but nobodies listening man So I Check your fact sheet We don't rap street They saying we the black sheep But I'll shave the wool from back And give you a warm place to sleep You know what it is, what it was, and what it will be We just trying to spread the love homie you feel me Trying to lead the lamb to the water Not the sheep to the slaughter So parents pay attention to your sons and your daughters Cuz kids these days ain't playing cops and robbers Stop the hate so we can elevate If we stand together we can storm hells gates We just need to spread some positivity Fight with everything God put within me So the generation after me never has to see all the thing I had to see Things I had to see So if you never hear it from anybody else You get your heart out that jar and get it off the shelf And fucking live live live Live live Live
Writer(s): Jesse Strouse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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