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Gothic Rap continues with more revolution music!

Be The Change

See, Ive always known you and what you going thru;

Yea I been there too, I’m the same as you;

I’m still living proof, of what the game could do;

Theres good in the hood, fuck what they say to you;

Cus they point a view, is misconstrued;

Looking inside the box is not the same as who’s;

Looking out of the box, liven stuck in truth;

Who get reminded everyday, cus they living proof;

Men live they truth; Courts pros-a-cute;
The system gets your youth; Or mothers prost-a-tute;

Become a slave to loot; just to save they roof;
Slavery still alive, now they call it news;

They aint never tell it right; Blinding us by the light;
They couldn’t live a night; inside of killas life;

Cus they aint live the life; They aint wit fight;
They Don’t know what its like; Lied to all they life;

SWITCH:

How you lookin down on us? You was never down wit us;

You was never down to fight, ride, or die wit us;

All you do is lie to us; To the point hopen hurts;

Yall believe these lies, all the time thinkin voting works;

Used to say vote or die, gave a try, that aint work;

Mothers still buy a hurrs; Babies still lie in dirt;

Stay the same, thats the worst; So I’ll get to changen 1st;

Be the change that you seek, thats the game that works;

SWITCH:

You wonder what’s life, I wonder whats next;
Im gonna live the rest of mine, wit no more stress;

I never say Sorry, don’t forget!

I post on timelines wit no regrets;

I don’t mean to piss you off, I just wanna speak the truth;
I don’t wanna sit back, relax, and blame the youth;

That’s just the easy way, just to say, they are loose;

But anytime a tree is sick , you gotta blame the roots;

Its time we bang wit boots; Its time to hang these suits;

Barricade these routes; Bust the thang off roofs;

Hate thy enemy, educate my dudes;
Teach um how to farm in the place I choose;

Just in case I lose, I’m a teach these tools;
So they can reap what you sow, and change these rules;

And If they take another brother, before I shoot;
Im a teach an extra pupil, for every eye I loose;