U Know
My heart in my hands
I'm healing my soul
I keep to myself
You don't know me
I know myself
I took some time, get to know myself
My heart in the struggle
It just beating
Trust fleeting
Rapping Pan African
But been lost
In trenches
Hopes scream, and laugh em
While we wait, for requiem
The theory be hidden
Pitty be pissing me off
The mirroring vision
The anger of, being displaced
Just tightens the jaw
I heard from Coco nest
One flying over
Badass some budapest
Knew that that
Reaching for peek
Kissing our teeth
Set tripping as niggas
Get hit with the whipping
Old clip in the pants
Since Dad was on Clinton
And ya still ain't Warner brother
For the Ivy League, put Prince
In prison
I had a dream
A dream
Plug from wildest schemes
A third of a man it seems
Real nigga problems
But bruderin look at me
Like at as a distant cousin
Kinda hard to,conduct with
My skin, looking like dirty dozen
I'm well aware of it huh
Wearing lyrics like, its inheritance huh
Another black boy, that be rapping,and shit
U ain't saying shit, about community huh
Probably the main, ones that be capping and shit
Pistol claping shit
Posted on ig
With the revenge mf og
Fuck all the emojis
The pen watching closely
My heart in my hands
I'm healing my soul
I keep to myself
You don't know me
I know myself
I took some time, get to know myself
I'm healing my soul
I keep to myself
You don't know me
I know myself
I took some time, get to know myself
My heart in the struggle
It just beating
Trust fleeting
Rapping Pan African
But been lost
In trenches
Hopes scream, and laugh em
While we wait, for requiem
The theory be hidden
Pitty be pissing me off
The mirroring vision
The anger of, being displaced
Just tightens the jaw
I heard from Coco nest
One flying over
Badass some budapest
Knew that that
Reaching for peek
Kissing our teeth
Set tripping as niggas
Get hit with the whipping
Old clip in the pants
Since Dad was on Clinton
And ya still ain't Warner brother
For the Ivy League, put Prince
In prison
I had a dream
A dream
Plug from wildest schemes
A third of a man it seems
Real nigga problems
But bruderin look at me
Like at as a distant cousin
Kinda hard to,conduct with
My skin, looking like dirty dozen
I'm well aware of it huh
Wearing lyrics like, its inheritance huh
Another black boy, that be rapping,and shit
U ain't saying shit, about community huh
Probably the main, ones that be capping and shit
Pistol claping shit
Posted on ig
With the revenge mf og
Fuck all the emojis
The pen watching closely
My heart in my hands
I'm healing my soul
I keep to myself
You don't know me
I know myself
I took some time, get to know myself
Credits
Writer(s): De'von Bostick
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