One of the coldest too
Prophet like Noble Drew
Only need peace and love
That's what's gone hold us through
Balls and my word, if I say it I'm gonna do
Unselfish wit the gems, unlike a horder do
Flesh temporary, spirit immortal you
Heaven ain't in the clouds, hell ain't in the ground
Jesus ain't comin' back, within is where it's found
Why they shunnin' truth, make it apparent now
Adult talk without a clearance down
Money spins the globe, llike a ferris round
They shunnin' love, but praisin' terror now
We built it, then we could tear it down
Constructued the pyramids and prepared the mounds
Till we treated equal, I don't care to smile
400 years of slavery it ain't the fairest now
Use to call him master, he the sheriff now
Cause I rock a hoody that don't make me a thug
Imprisoned for weed the monetizin' the bud
Heaven inside why we think it's above
We still Three Fifths how we greeted wit slugs
Truth shunned swept under the rug
History repeat, it's nothin' new under the sun
A brotha lynched hung now they kill us wit guns
Trayvon gunned coulda been anyone's son
Despite evidence killers gettin' expunged
They takin' livers kidneys and gettin' the lungs
It's crazy that's a campaign they really a fund
Even it's killin' that's done
Why you think I gotta hoody and gun
No threat posed, still in our instincts to run
We fightin' for our lives, you really thinkin' its fun huh?
Mr Smith - Love II Lyrics
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One of the coldest too
Prophet like Noble Drew
Only need peace and love
That's what's gone hold us through
Balls and my word, if I say it I'm gonna do
Unselfish wit the gems, unlike a horder do
Flesh temporary, spirit immortal you
Heaven ain't in the clouds, hell ain't in the ground
Jesus ain't comin' back, within is where it's found
Why they shunnin' truth, make it apparent now
Adult talk without a clearance down
Money spins the globe, llike a ferris round
They shunnin' love, but praisin' terror now
We built it, then we could tear it down
Constructued the pyramids and prepared the mounds
Till we treated equal, I don't care to smile
400 years of slavery it ain't the fairest now
Use to call him master, he the sheriff now
Cause I rock a hoody that don't make me a thug
Imprisoned for weed the monetizin' the bud
Heaven inside why we think it's above
We still Three Fifths how we greeted wit slugs
Truth shunned swept under the rug
History repeat, it's nothin' new under the sun
A brotha lynched hung now they kill us wit guns
Trayvon gunned coulda been anyone's son
Despite evidence killers gettin' expunged
They takin' livers kidneys and gettin' the lungs
It's crazy that's a campaign they really a fund
Even it's killin' that's done
Why you think I gotta hoody and gun
No threat posed, still in our instincts to run
We fightin' for our lives, you really thinkin' its fun huh?
Prophet like Noble Drew
Only need peace and love
That's what's gone hold us through
Balls and my word, if I say it I'm gonna do
Unselfish wit the gems, unlike a horder do
Flesh temporary, spirit immortal you
Heaven ain't in the clouds, hell ain't in the ground
Jesus ain't comin' back, within is where it's found
Why they shunnin' truth, make it apparent now
Adult talk without a clearance down
Money spins the globe, llike a ferris round
They shunnin' love, but praisin' terror now
We built it, then we could tear it down
Constructued the pyramids and prepared the mounds
Till we treated equal, I don't care to smile
400 years of slavery it ain't the fairest now
Use to call him master, he the sheriff now
Cause I rock a hoody that don't make me a thug
Imprisoned for weed the monetizin' the bud
Heaven inside why we think it's above
We still Three Fifths how we greeted wit slugs
Truth shunned swept under the rug
History repeat, it's nothin' new under the sun
A brotha lynched hung now they kill us wit guns
Trayvon gunned coulda been anyone's son
Despite evidence killers gettin' expunged
They takin' livers kidneys and gettin' the lungs
It's crazy that's a campaign they really a fund
Even it's killin' that's done
Why you think I gotta hoody and gun
No threat posed, still in our instincts to run
We fightin' for our lives, you really thinkin' its fun huh?
Writer: KIMANI SMITH
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