Two Words
Two words
Divided States
Rich, poor
Crime rates
East west
Need rest
Get money
Mind States
Democrats,
Republicans
Two sides
Same coin
Pay attention
Slave conditions
Packed prisons
Rage, joy
Stressin’ out
Post-traumatic
Cold streets
Hold heat
Thugs bustin’
Grim facts
Gats spittin’
Those screams
Crooked cops
Shootin’ us
Indoctinatin’ “Education”
Many places
That’s all
Owned by
Free Masons
Welfare
Health care
Main stream
Wack rap
Mary Jane
Tap that
Land feels
Trash that
Politics,
bullshit
Behind scenes
Rule shit
Armies with
Full clips
White as
Cool whip
Taxes, madness
Fattest asses
Lay offs,
Pay costs
Payin’ debts
To these
Snake skinned
Bastard fascist
Face off
Brain washed
Can’t cry
Can die
Living that
Fast life
I’d rather
Slang rocks
For Palestine
This may
Sound bleak
Yeah y’all
It’s true
Cash ruins
Every thing
Around me
In sight
Sky scrapers
Skid row
Was good
Got ugly
Power hungry
Hell yeah
Mother fuckers
Got munchies
No joke
Cut throat
Must express
Must flow
False impressions
Rigged elections
Sick Recessions
Useless votes
People hatin’
People frontin’
Middle fingers
No relations
Steady prayin’
For our
Economic situation