Assassination of Mr. Cooke

Winners turn to losers, beggars cant be choosers
Spit the truth you a cast away, Wilson is ya happy place
Shouldve slanged the corners, that's the content they want from us
But why i cant be honored, for having me some honor
If i kill my people, through bullets or a drug
And rap about it in songs, my relevance is nudged
But if i went to college got a job and didnt bang
Somehow thats not so cool, somehow that makes me lame
Join the gang ya goals obtained
Bag secured you rose to fame
Few conquer, many came, whose to blame, thats just the game
Only way to make a name, comply submit you must be tamed
Its a reason for a zoo
If you wild they dropping you in a cage

Its like we must be blind before we can see
Why the ones who cause the pain become royalty
When ya goal is not gold you dont get the shows
Negativity is chose everybody knows, knows, knows
Thats just the way these days, hard to find a way these days
Even if we pray these days
Nothing aint gon change these days

So we stuck, listening to rappers who run away when they snuffed
A few may own their masters but there's still masters over us
We been asking for change so they filled our pockets with enough
False victory
If you aint the one writing the check to yourself, its all hickory
Smoke and mirrors, why they fear us
Why we gotta sit at the table for them to hear us
We want our own, we want to own
Cause for celebration
Worst victory we ever had was ending segregation
Now we forced to blend in without any makeup or foundation
But the coons preaching patience nah, wheres the reparations
Yall know that we deserve it through all this pain we done earned it

Its like we must be blind before we can see
Why the ones who cause the pain become royalty
When ya goal is not gold you dont get the shows
Negativity is chose everybody knows, knows, knows
Thats just the way these days, hard to find a way these days
Even if we pray these days
Nothing aint gon change these days
Nothing aint gon change these days

Hopefully we get to see, everything we waited for before we die
Why cant we be ourselves, free ourselves
Yet we rather kill ourselves not multiply
Running out of patience its contagious
All my life ive had to fight, they want all my rights
Time stands still yea
When they dont want you to live yea

Its like we must be blind before we can see
Why the ones who cause the pain become royalty
When ya goal is not gold you dont get the shows
Negativity is chose everybody knows, knows, knows
Thats just the way these days, hard to find a way these days
Even if we pray these days



Credits
Writer(s): Theo Missouri
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