Done Playing Games

Yo
Kool Ken
Talk to em
Young X on the beat
Zone 15 Produkkionz
Word
Yo

I'm Done Playing Games
Your stories and lies I won't entertain
I'm staying sane
I want peace when I walk in my home
I want peace when I pick up my phone
I want peace when I'm chillin alone
Most of all I want world peace
Before the gravestone
Ya know
What's with all this pressure
And all these labels
Zombified working just to pay bills
Living paycheck to paycheck
Securing the bag, only broke people say that
So save that
Keepin ya mind preoccupied
Blind to the otherside
Still mourning yesterday's homicide (Which one)
Marketed promoted and advertised
The old still cry but the young are desensitized
Disrespectful doing what we let em do
It's time to check em
Build a better world to view

I know they strapped and ready to blast
Stuck in the trap defending the rats
Eyes wide open but they still can't see
They follow the whispers of the enemy
Subliminal messages turning me savage
Got me confused not knowing who I'm blastin
I'm shooting wildly in the dark
Blinded by the spark
I know it's wrong but I can't separate the
Real from the art
I stay in my feelings swimming with the sharks
I stay inebriated had to drown my heart
Demons haunting my mental
I'm always skrew faced never showing my dentals
You don't know what I been through
You know what I've seen
You ain't cut from the same cloth
We ain't on the same team
You just rocking the uniform
But the other team is who you rooting for
Walking contradiction, living in fiction
Yo, And now you got a drug addiction
Why'd you do that
What made you want to put poison ya system
Now you catching feelings
When you shoulda missed em
Because your friend did it
You heard it in a song
Thought you try it one time
But now the pains too strong
Your mind is underdeveloped
In other words you're weak
Scared to do your own thang
Scared to be unique

Yo, We Kings and Queens
Royalty of the mind
Not just material things
The realness I bring
Tellin truth
In the songs that I sing
Give my people hope
Instead of making it sting
Been whooped for too long
Stop beatin on me
We gotta take care of you
I'm talkin you and me
I'm counting on we I call it Unity
Come together as one
In our community
We can fight back by building wealth
Growing our own farms
Protectin our own health
Stockpiling bigger arms but
Staying stealth
Survival of the fittest
Betterment of oneself
Minister of self defense
Get out our business
You can keep your 2 cents
You ain't gonna win this
No more false claims
I'm done playing games
No more false claims
I'm done playing games



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Powell
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