Album Cover The Golden Child 2

The Golden Child 2

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Hail Mary mother of God, little Jesus

I dreamt that I was walking on water what′s the meaning?

My mind is drifting, souls getting liftedPlease believe me

Deaf to all the lies I don't hear what the preachers preachin′

We don't speak on broken promises

I rap to kick some knowledge

Words are brolic

I'm a problem

To the masses and these rappers

Spin it backwards

There′s a hidden message

I don′t run from struggle it's a hidden blessing

A lot of hidden lessons

I stir the pot like I been cooking

What′s the recipe

I'm speaking too much truth I know they wanna see the death of me

Chains and whips enslaving my people we gotta set em free

My mind is spinning round in a circle, so much affecting me

Dealing with a lot but I don′t need no fucking Therapist

My pen my pad my microphone, my style, my flow is therapy

I kick the sickest shit you ever witnessed this so thoroughly

I spit that crack, that dope, that fire, it's fucking Methamphetamine

Your mind is pacing, heart is racing

Going through psychosis maybe

Life′s a drug and I'm addicted, take a couple doses baby

Feelings, thinking, dealing with the world this coulda drove me crazy

Push me to the edge, I'm off the ledge,

No I′m just contemplating

Suicide

Do or die, it′s your demise

You crucified

Now who's to say you die my nigga you decide

Guilty conscience penalized

Crimes are still incentivized

Little babies growing up misguided cuz we tell em lies

Fairy tales and wishing wells

Don′t wish em well

This world has got me sick as hell

Feeding me this bullshit got me sick and frail

You can tell

Im walking through the fire I done been through there

I know it well

This shit is in my blood like it's sickle cell

Yea

Just nod ya head to the beat now

Yea

I got the world under my feet now

Yea

I tell em listen when I speak now

Yea

Cuz this talk ain′t going for cheap now

My game is free.99

But if I'm taxing then it′s 3.99

Knew I was the one since 1999

Born in 98 so i was one in 1999

But y'all didn't catch the bar

Fuck it nah I won′t repeat the line

I got beef with Father Time

Time just keeps on moving like my life is fine

Take a pause from living and just hit rewind

You can feel my lyrics like Braille that′s how I lead the blind

This beat is on life support, you won't find a flow as sick as mine

I′m a ticking bomb ready to let off

Protect ya neck I fuck around and knock ya head off

Your worst nightmare, don't tell me what you scared of

We burning bridges but not before I swerve off

Like crash dummies

Tryna get Paid in Full and I need it in Cash Money

I know niggas I call my brothers they gon blast for me

If you don′t see me around my nigga don't ask for me

I be in my zone sometimes don′t mean to come off funny

We take it back to older days

A diamond in the rough now we all get appraised

And getting praised

For not being a statistic

Wanna see us fail

Or see us jailed

Dead inside the dirt

6ft deep, but we still excel

Dying because of our black skin, that's necrosis

Niggas programmed to die inside a cell that's, apoptosis

Talking so much shit ya breath stink, halitosis

Fried chicken and waffles for brunch, plus mimosas

Smoke, drink, don′t think

Smoke, drink, don′t think

Smoke, drink, don't think

Smoke, drink, don′t think

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