Loose Chains

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Ugh
I'm not the messiah
But I'm spittin what the realest know
But I'm filled with Melanin
So I'm labeled a criminal
Now I'm cockin a pen
Cause my words are bullets
When spittin though
Blockin out yo feelins though
Now I got you kneelin hoe
Roll call
Am I real
Really real nigas know
Was patiently waitin up
For God to tell me to go
Me screamin I'm me
Y'all tired a hearin
I know
But that bullshit rappin
That I've been hearin
Is gettin old

I was in the hood speakin Ether
Lyrical creature
Back when I was spittin them verses
To that you ain't my equal
Free stylin with A Love
Cause I thought I was lethal
Learnin how to throw down from the Dubb
Cause they're my people
Ha
Then I grew older
I caught the flu and got sicker
The world got a lil colder
My nuts got a lil bigger
Kept ignorin the problems
While multiplyin the issues
Been losin our Black lives
Now y'all lookin for tissue
Ha
We coulda learned it
From how we had it before
When we had to be a house niga
Just to clean floors
When we had to paint our face Black
Just for the shows
Back when havin a dream
Meant bout forty acres or more
But I'll just press on the issue
Until you get it
Pressin play on extinction
Or change the way that we're livin
Now this world about money
Cause money all that we vision
Lookin for handouts
But the truth is all that I'm givin cuz

I'm not the messiah
But I'm spittin what the realest know
But I'm filled with Melanin
So I'm labeled a criminal
Now I'm cockin a pen
Cause my words are bullets
When spittin though
Blockin out yo feelins though
Now I got you kneelin hoe
Roll call
Am I real
Really real nigas know
Was patiently waitin up
For God to tell me to go
Me screamin I'm me
Y'all tired a hearin
I know
But that bullshit rappin
That I've been hearin
Is gettin old

See I was young
And I always did what I was told
Listenin to my pops
As he tellin me never fold
Feelin like I'm in a maze
While he guidin me as I go
Ha
Okay I lied
And my daddy ain't really show
So I grew up alone
Father figure was named Wanda Kim Dorsey
The King on the throne
Back when I was super timid and afraid
So she kept leavin work
Just to come home
Plus we debated
So I built up a lot a hatred
These evil thoughts won't leave me lone
Surrounded by so many people throughout my life
But I did this shit on my own
Got kicked out a school
Plenty a times
Lost my notebooks
Man that's plenty a rhymes
I wanted a deal
But God told me I wasn't ready
Got impatient plenty a times
And plenty a times
I started seein nigas makin money
So I envied the grind
God said give it time
So I pecked out a my shell
And now them boys envyin mine
Fly
But I'm never finished
I'm tryna eliminate
All competition
I'm blockin out anyone
Blockin the vision
Claimin that you real
But don't fit the description
My niga you trippin
You forgot the mission
But I'm bout to get rid a all a you nigas
Turn into a rap serial killer
Now they callin me the rap career ender
Ha
But you thought I was through
Man I'm bombin on rappers
I got a short fuse
Put my life on the line
So it's nothin to lose
And I swear to God
I got everything to prove
Ugh
That's a mouth full
Spittin knowledge
Runnin out a breath
Told you my words are bullets
So I'm sittin here cockin the tek
Blow
Ooo hoo
Aw yea