Some crip, some ball
Some spit living life on call
Some wish, but don't all
Wanna feel like number on on top
And get riches, enough to eat and mall
They goin wish it, but they goin' get it naw
They goin pivot
And maybe discipline their call
They goin' kill it, kill it
Kill it and fall
See I'm born eight five
Rapping on my mind
Since I heard that thug life
Everytime I hear it, I feel a lion inside
Everytime I live it I feel another voice rise
Another choice
Dying from a social point blind
Witnessing a prophesied nation tongue tied
A 44th messiah and things are still not right
A monetary prison designed to
Keep hope alive
By tricking our minds
Oooh I'm sitting back and
Watching neo- Babylon
Wings of eagles
On the shoulders of rap antiphons
Ohh sit back and watch
The realness become gentrified
Civil leaders
In the spotlight become sacrificed
Shots off 20 years later
Ring in the shadows of slave ship makers
Truth being leaked from the shakers
Being twisted from hip hop traitors
Glorified fakers leaching off d' greatest
Album dropped
Featuring the now famous
A generation of new rap anxious
Being stalked by the same infiltration
Some crip, some ball
Some spit living life on call
Some wish, but don't all
Wanna feel like number on on top
And get riches, enough to eat and mall
They goin wish it, but they goin' get it naw
They goin pivot
And maybe discipline their call
They goin' kill it, kill it
Kill it and fall
Games open wide
Labels centralized with a corporate mind
Public being flooded by underground finds
Social media and the internet
Become the new grind
Downloading for free or its streamed subscribed
Talent being scrambled finding ways to advertise
Imploding evolution on a media divide
Unrestricted distribution killing NY times
With new new york times
Oooh I'm sitting back and
Watching neo- Babylon
Wings of eagles
On the shoulders of rap antiphons
Ohh sit back and watch
The realness become gentrified
Civil leaders
In the spotlight become sacrificed
Blood plots with a brotherhood danger
A star knocked and no visible assailants
A star shot in a similar surveillance
Stars used for political vagueness
On mass appeal stages, on threat of replacement
If they comply, then they're guaranteed famous
If they comply, they don't worry bout wages
And feed rich in their ku klux cages
Gustavo Adolfo Uribe - If They Were Here Lyrics
Gustavo Adolfo Uribe - If They Were Here Lyrics
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Some crip, some ball
Some spit living life on call
Some wish, but don't all
Wanna feel like number on on top
And get riches, enough to eat and mall
They goin wish it, but they goin' get it naw
They goin pivot
And maybe discipline their call
They goin' kill it, kill it
Kill it and fall
See I'm born eight five
Rapping on my mind
Since I heard that thug life
Everytime I hear it, I feel a lion inside
Everytime I live it I feel another voice rise
Another choice
Dying from a social point blind
Witnessing a prophesied nation tongue tied
A 44th messiah and things are still not right
A monetary prison designed to
Keep hope alive
By tricking our minds
Oooh I'm sitting back and
Watching neo- Babylon
Wings of eagles
On the shoulders of rap antiphons
Ohh sit back and watch
The realness become gentrified
Civil leaders
In the spotlight become sacrificed
Shots off 20 years later
Ring in the shadows of slave ship makers
Truth being leaked from the shakers
Being twisted from hip hop traitors
Glorified fakers leaching off d' greatest
Album dropped
Featuring the now famous
A generation of new rap anxious
Being stalked by the same infiltration
Some crip, some ball
Some spit living life on call
Some wish, but don't all
Wanna feel like number on on top
And get riches, enough to eat and mall
They goin wish it, but they goin' get it naw
They goin pivot
And maybe discipline their call
They goin' kill it, kill it
Kill it and fall
Games open wide
Labels centralized with a corporate mind
Public being flooded by underground finds
Social media and the internet
Become the new grind
Downloading for free or its streamed subscribed
Talent being scrambled finding ways to advertise
Imploding evolution on a media divide
Unrestricted distribution killing NY times
With new new york times
Oooh I'm sitting back and
Watching neo- Babylon
Wings of eagles
On the shoulders of rap antiphons
Ohh sit back and watch
The realness become gentrified
Civil leaders
In the spotlight become sacrificed
Blood plots with a brotherhood danger
A star knocked and no visible assailants
A star shot in a similar surveillance
Stars used for political vagueness
On mass appeal stages, on threat of replacement
If they comply, then they're guaranteed famous
If they comply, they don't worry bout wages
And feed rich in their ku klux cages
Some spit living life on call
Some wish, but don't all
Wanna feel like number on on top
And get riches, enough to eat and mall
They goin wish it, but they goin' get it naw
They goin pivot
And maybe discipline their call
They goin' kill it, kill it
Kill it and fall
See I'm born eight five
Rapping on my mind
Since I heard that thug life
Everytime I hear it, I feel a lion inside
Everytime I live it I feel another voice rise
Another choice
Dying from a social point blind
Witnessing a prophesied nation tongue tied
A 44th messiah and things are still not right
A monetary prison designed to
Keep hope alive
By tricking our minds
Oooh I'm sitting back and
Watching neo- Babylon
Wings of eagles
On the shoulders of rap antiphons
Ohh sit back and watch
The realness become gentrified
Civil leaders
In the spotlight become sacrificed
Shots off 20 years later
Ring in the shadows of slave ship makers
Truth being leaked from the shakers
Being twisted from hip hop traitors
Glorified fakers leaching off d' greatest
Album dropped
Featuring the now famous
A generation of new rap anxious
Being stalked by the same infiltration
Some crip, some ball
Some spit living life on call
Some wish, but don't all
Wanna feel like number on on top
And get riches, enough to eat and mall
They goin wish it, but they goin' get it naw
They goin pivot
And maybe discipline their call
They goin' kill it, kill it
Kill it and fall
Games open wide
Labels centralized with a corporate mind
Public being flooded by underground finds
Social media and the internet
Become the new grind
Downloading for free or its streamed subscribed
Talent being scrambled finding ways to advertise
Imploding evolution on a media divide
Unrestricted distribution killing NY times
With new new york times
Oooh I'm sitting back and
Watching neo- Babylon
Wings of eagles
On the shoulders of rap antiphons
Ohh sit back and watch
The realness become gentrified
Civil leaders
In the spotlight become sacrificed
Blood plots with a brotherhood danger
A star knocked and no visible assailants
A star shot in a similar surveillance
Stars used for political vagueness
On mass appeal stages, on threat of replacement
If they comply, then they're guaranteed famous
If they comply, they don't worry bout wages
And feed rich in their ku klux cages
Writer: Gustavo Uribe
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