Still Here (feat. Benny the Butcher, Jay Electronica, Freeway & Black Thought)

I am still here (I’m still here) in spite of ? (?) ?

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Yo, yo!

Bodies dropping in the hood, you can't blame it on drill music (Nah)

Take rap out the equation and ****'ll still do it

17-year old shooter who good at totting his chrome

Never thought about raising no kids or owning a home

Promoting healthy foods to us, they hid that trick

You think the CEO of Kool-Aid give his kids that shit?

The ghetto need a Whole Foods, too many Family Dollars (Uh-uh)

Cause that ain't how we suppose to spend out family dollars

They ? I’m prepared for the stop (Rest in peace)

Then he fled from the cops cause he was scared to get shot (Dang)

They shot em but never considered how you handle the shot

When troopers ask you for your license with a hand on his Glock

But how you gone earn a living when you burning bridges

I’m frugal but earning millions, the music like journalism

My cloth gotta different texture, chest got a certain feeling

Because you don’t love it don’t mean you deserve to kill it (Ah)

I wanna see growth, generational curses ending

Deed for the crib, got my name written cursive in it (Butch)

January to January, I pray I grow wiser

From February to February, I give all praise due to Allah

In the person and Master Fard for Elijah

Then pop out of nowhere like the creator in the Bible

With good news for some, I regret to inform the listener

We perceive that we free, in reality we just prisoners

I don’t care if you Muslim or Jewish or Baptist

Or Buddhist or Hindu, Catholic or Higher Christian

We all been had, we all been dragged

I might’ve feel victim but I held to my flag

They tried to kill the genre but I held to my jabs

And survived the explosion like the tribe of Shabazz

Full to the brim with sin, I repent through war

Ain't no turning back for me, I went too far

Got it out the gutta, just me and brothers

I’m coming with the Butcher with another verse for Kutter

Alhamdulillah, make sure you read that Theology of Time too, God

As-salamu alaykum

Free!

I will offer prayers with my homie (Uh-huh), used to pick him up and grab him (That’s right)

Streets switched the circumstances, now we visit through a tablet

He can’t drive, he can’t fly, he can’t lay up with no bad chick (Uh-uh)

Coming up, they told us if we want it, you can have it (That’s right)

We was wrestling cause we ain't see no other way to grab it

Others laid up in the casket, it was semi-automatics

He was joking then they smoked him, made him slow up on the laughter

This is how it goes where we live, it’s just a catastrophe

It’s the reason why we started Freedom Thinkers Academy

School the young folks to keep ‘em from being casualties

It's needed cause its tragedies with no relief

Everywhere’s a war zone, the beef sold on every street

We coming together cause we searching for a better us

Trying to find a better us, I hope I find a better me

Never won a Spelling B, thank God for records

I can't flip computers or drive Ubers with one felony

No gun license can't protect myself is what they telling me

All the people living right today, don’t throw your rights away

Trying to strive to be like the Prophet and live a righteous life

If we wasn’t living right before, we living right today

I started in the temple with high growth potential

As if I am the G.O.A.T is how I approach the pencil

Speak no energy into what’s non-consequential

I broke free of chains only to find that most were mental

They just sell us this jealously, hard-times, and hellishness

How they wear they hate on they sleeve like an embellishment

Neighbors quick to take it from fellowship to felon shit

And artificial intelligence could get your melon split

The Lord test your faith just to let shit escalate

Pop you in your chest and wait to say, "Do Not Resuscitate"

Drop you in your resting place, they do not investigate

So yes we under constant pressure but you know what pressure make

Turn that pressure into diamond tears, then address your fears

Couple years, another couple architects and engineers

Move wise, another couple hearts could finish in the clear

All y’all got to do is choose sides like a hemisphere

I’ve been a gymnast on a balancing beam

Where they count on you not making something out of your dream

You could follow me become a role model and lead

But I’m not here for y’all to follow, y’all should follow the deed, listen

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