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Yeah
It's that new history
Time to take you **** back to school, man
Uh
'Cause they don't know where we come from
They don't know just what the fuck we done
When it's your past you try and run from
That's when you run right to it, what a conundrum, uh
They don't know where we come from
They don't know just what the fuck we done
When it's your past you try and run from
That's when you run right to it, what a conundrum
From pickin' cotton at a cotton club
To sellin' that Oxycontin and they lock us up
Can't you see what's comin'? Get your binoculars
We right back where we started, come on, let's chop it up
Like the Corleones leavin' out the opera
Ran into their karma, went ahead and took a shot at her, uh
Sins of a father, that's his worst nightmare
To take revenge on his daughter
They be caught up tryna barter
All of tomorrows against all of the horrors
They was a part of
And we applaud 'em, we rootin' for 'em
Tryna make the transition like only a few before 'em
See, 'cause most of us, we wear that same uniform
For our whole lives, never experience movin' on
I mean, born afraid, die afraid
These **** usually born as slaves, die as slaves
Am I amazed? Nah
'Cause they don't know where we come from
They don't know just what the fuck we done
When it's your past you try and run from
That's when you run right to it, what a conundrum, uh
They don't know where we come from
They don't know just what the fuck we done
When it's your past you try and run from
That's when you run right to it, what a conundrum
I met my destiny on the path to avoid it
And if I ever sold out, the transaction was voided
As a youngin, I was rappin' 'bout the clothes and the bitches
I'm just shakin' my head, lookin' back disappointed
How the F am I son of the F, oh, why
Rappin' like I was the blind, dumb, and deaf, so I
Reconnected with all my lessons, why?
That tree of knowledge got 'em so petrified
Say the apple don't fall far from the tree
Every year, see a little more of my father in me, uh
See a little more of me in my son
Just passin' down the genes of a genius to the young
Like hand-me-downs, my family's bound to the struggle
Get down or lay down, so damn, these clowns in trouble
They got me feelin' like the prodigal son
See, I returned 'cause the job been done, I couldn't run, nah
(What's wrong with you?)
Fuck is wrong with you ****, man?
(What's wrong with you?)
You don't know where you from?
(What's wrong with you?)
You lost or somethin', ****?
(What's wrong with you?)
I can barely believe it, these **** don't know where they allegiance
Afraid to rock the boat, scared to get seasick
That's why all of our movements are paraplegic
Young people lookin' 'round like, "Where are the leaders?"
When all the OGs wearin' Adidas
They was rebels when they was younger, now clearly elitist
Got amnesia when they came into that life of leisure
New tax brackets and tennis rackets is all they needed
Almost all of our heroes, seen 'em all defeated
Tryna stop us early like we was an aborted fetus
History is cyclical, I see it all repeatin'
Figure out which part of history you gon' be in
In the section with the titans or the tyrants?
With the enlightened or with the blinders?
Huh, with the ones fightin' or with the silent?
I tell you what, when I'm writin', this shit is timeless
Uh
(What's wrong with you?)
Yeah
(What's wrong with you?)
What are you havin'?
(What's wrong with you?)
New history
(What's wrong with you?)
