Karnel - Still Thinking Like the 80's Lyrics

How can we grow we still thinking like the 80's
When crack was on the scene killing ghetto babies
Same prejudice when I'm driving in Mercedes
Joshua brown on the stand got killed getting shady
Execute the plan still fighting too many wars
Shooting my brothers down no we can't ignore
We could even score but we want more
Stack up my commas word Christopher Wallace
New social new status new identity
I can be anything I want you follow me
I can build a brand starting from the ground up
Shout out to da cool that's how you hustle harder bruh
We only need a dream to keep us focused
A hater coming round to stay on notice
Enemies close but pistol closer
I'm tryna toast and rub shoulders
Last name on my back
All I'm spiting is the facts
We need a new plan new budget a new chance
I'm being harrassed in the street then step in
When you see my life as yours then we win
No reason should we be fighting for color of skin
The more you keep locking us up you boxing us in
The more we keep making these laws divide us within
The more you keep having to hustle to hustle to win
Stacking these odds ducking & dodging the pin
We need fair sentences on trial
Ain't no way a warning shot get me more time then murder now
They can bribe education we just want the kids safety
I been feeling the pressure so I been stepping up lately
Kaep made it happen salute to prestige
Hov got a deal with the League
Hopefully now we suckafree Leave the chains and the ropes
I can move through the city with a little bit of hope
Nipsey laid a blueprint gotta keep up momentum
I got two choices in life act or be the victim
I can stand on the sideline jump in the fire
When they look back on my life want them to see that I inspire
Came from nothing
Switch dreams a couple times
Dabbled in everything but the longer that I rhyme
I can flip a couple lines into a million
Grab attention of an industry to save the children
Cousin hit me up talking truth in numbers
If you need an answer
We the righteous ones don't believe them actors
Pawns in my life I gotta jump
Fight or flight rule number 2
Number1 keep a gun
Keep the smoke in my lungs
The pain from the game
I ain't even the best rapper on my team
But if I gotta do this to prove this climb to another level
I'm gone do this I ain't foolish I ain't fighting with these devils
If God pushing me into this corner
I'm lacing up my boots and gloves show em I'm here cause I'm hungry
I ain't pushing over I'm ready for the game
I gotta eat building dreams
Getting out the jungle man