Out These Traps
"You know you dressed up in jewels
Now America's got jewels
They got... they paid and everything
And they lending money to everybody
Except Us... And it's like, you know
Everybody need a little help on they way
To being... You know... Self-Reliant". - 2Pac
I had another mind
Another time
It's like a longer line
Going much farther than I know
And I hope
That all who undermined
Will in time
Overcome the lie
That living is much harder than a stroke
A rocky road
Got a flatter tire
Fills my ire
But I'm higher
So I'm feeling now a lot more comfortable
I'm a float
Driving at this hour
Reveals I have no power
I be looking sour
Or like I'm about to choke
Like a joke
I turned the tables
So all the angles
Blocked the haters
Stopped watching waiters
Spill upon the floor
Work? No more
Look for job debated
Feeling emancipated
Or just exasperated
Screaming I don't need this shit no more
It's why I feel elated
Each time the homie made it
Keep on fading
Never let them try to stop your roll
Fast or slow
Until the break of dawnin
They be steady yawning
Saying that they hate the morning
But there's no better time to go
They try to hold us back
Not knowin we be fighting that
Answers inside of blurry facts
Divisive arguments attached
Got stuck up on the trolly tracks
Now families they won't relax
Because the system will collapse
We gettin up and out these traps
I seen the brighter lights
The signs of life
That'll hypnotize
Watching scrolling through all the reels
Catching feels
Our world is divided
Sparks ignited
Come to trials
Let there be riots in the hills
Instead of here
Try to keep the pace
Losing face
Seems like its just a waste
And It appears
We on our heels
Trying to run too quick
Smoke the cancer stick
Praying that we could quit
Addictions are too ill
Help me chill
So we fight the man
Try to understand
Why they underhand
Then hop us up on pills
Fentanyl kills
I'm still smoking weed
So who am I to preach
Talking about your needs
I seen jokers that done squealed
On the appeal
Hate those who lie
Strategize
On eachothers lives
They can't fish to pay the bill
Got not gills
Breathe don't suffocate
Maybe meditate
Levitate graduate
Say that they got some skills
Fo reals
They try to hold us back
Not knowin we be fighting that
Answers inside of blurry facts
Divisive arguments attached
Got stuck up on the trolly tracks
Now families they won't relax
Because the system will collapse
We gettin up and out these traps
Now America's got jewels
They got... they paid and everything
And they lending money to everybody
Except Us... And it's like, you know
Everybody need a little help on they way
To being... You know... Self-Reliant". - 2Pac
I had another mind
Another time
It's like a longer line
Going much farther than I know
And I hope
That all who undermined
Will in time
Overcome the lie
That living is much harder than a stroke
A rocky road
Got a flatter tire
Fills my ire
But I'm higher
So I'm feeling now a lot more comfortable
I'm a float
Driving at this hour
Reveals I have no power
I be looking sour
Or like I'm about to choke
Like a joke
I turned the tables
So all the angles
Blocked the haters
Stopped watching waiters
Spill upon the floor
Work? No more
Look for job debated
Feeling emancipated
Or just exasperated
Screaming I don't need this shit no more
It's why I feel elated
Each time the homie made it
Keep on fading
Never let them try to stop your roll
Fast or slow
Until the break of dawnin
They be steady yawning
Saying that they hate the morning
But there's no better time to go
They try to hold us back
Not knowin we be fighting that
Answers inside of blurry facts
Divisive arguments attached
Got stuck up on the trolly tracks
Now families they won't relax
Because the system will collapse
We gettin up and out these traps
I seen the brighter lights
The signs of life
That'll hypnotize
Watching scrolling through all the reels
Catching feels
Our world is divided
Sparks ignited
Come to trials
Let there be riots in the hills
Instead of here
Try to keep the pace
Losing face
Seems like its just a waste
And It appears
We on our heels
Trying to run too quick
Smoke the cancer stick
Praying that we could quit
Addictions are too ill
Help me chill
So we fight the man
Try to understand
Why they underhand
Then hop us up on pills
Fentanyl kills
I'm still smoking weed
So who am I to preach
Talking about your needs
I seen jokers that done squealed
On the appeal
Hate those who lie
Strategize
On eachothers lives
They can't fish to pay the bill
Got not gills
Breathe don't suffocate
Maybe meditate
Levitate graduate
Say that they got some skills
Fo reals
They try to hold us back
Not knowin we be fighting that
Answers inside of blurry facts
Divisive arguments attached
Got stuck up on the trolly tracks
Now families they won't relax
Because the system will collapse
We gettin up and out these traps
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