Anmls

uh ghetto picasso (?) all in my bottle
they call me sauce i came to paint this
canvas dope say that it aint i call this piece
anml trxp to untranquilize our humanity
backseat all i see is anml trxp in my hood its
so scandalous we los no angeles boy this is
kansas city we got tech nine no (?) its
stranger than (?) the angel of death is (?) the
potions he gives are like heaven sent they
make spells of hatred and arrogance mixed
with the illegal usage of weapons and (?)
mamas and (?) in the ambulance her baby
got turned into cannibas he got sacrificed in
the after life they say vudoo and boo he aint
have a chance my people trxps i cannot sit
back and watch and do nothing when my
people trxps they want me to shut up but i
just keep going cause my people trxps
churches on every corner but all i see is my
people trxps lord we waiting for you can you
hear us cause my people trxps you reap
what you sow and the reaper he nows when
they tell you to get it not knowing the trxps
will just set up to get you i swear they gon'
get you its like they lost love for life in my
hood but i heard diferent from all of the
elders who get it and lived a long life in my
hood they say whats going on? we were soo
strong where did we go wrong is it a lost
cause? i dont know but the same men and
women on the corner that youre judging he
loved so abundent riding round with his (?)
tryna duck his enemies got the face of a lion
and dont knows that hes king and she dont
know that shes a queen nobody taught em
history only sindrones and symptons and
slavery and jimcrow and pianige and
blackholds and miseducation mass of
carsaration in the nation man my people
trxps i cannot sit back and watch and do
nothing when my people trxps they want me
to shut up but i just keep going cause my
people trxps churches on every corner lord
we waiting for you