Masterpiece

I could give them the codes
To every lock
They still wouldn't figure me out
I could turn myself in
Run to the cops
They still wouldn't shut me down
I'm a mastermind

I was born in this world
I didn't make it
The mother gives birth to the seed
We born naked
Vaccines doctors say we need
So we take it
God's good
My God's great
The God's gracious
It takes a little time
To find your way through the matrix
The good and bad times
Provide the signs
That's the basics
We put a lot of faith in idols
Quick to grab the rifle
Then they have the nerve
To quote the words from the bible

I could give them the codes
To every lock
They still wouldn't figure me out
I could turn myself in
Run to the cops
Still wouldn't shut me down
I'm a mastermind

Trap the body can't lock the soul
Told the owners I ain't leaving
Till the story is told
Fuck the paper currency
Cause you should pay me in gold
Give the people reparations
For the land that you stole
Non violent petty felons
Getting life for selling drugs
Insanity plea
Parole board the murderers
Now we back on these streets
Where everybody speaks the truth
Nobody's got the time to preach
Or try to teach the youth
We walk a fine line
Between the right place
At the wrong time
Fit the description
When everything is different
Somebody's gotta listen
To the way that it was written
We really need a leader
With ambition and a vision
It's like we on a mission
Since the days of special ed
It's the dread
Jah would never give the power
To a bald head
Hands tied
Duct tape face
The legs shackled
They could shine a light in my face
I won't crack tho

I could give them the codes
To every lock
They still wouldn't figure me out
I could turn myself in
Run to the cops
Still wouldn't shut me down
I'm a mastermind



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Writer(s): S.p.o.t.
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