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Ye Ye…
Its muthafucking vintage
Man look look look
Back when I ain't have a car
I wanted to be star
Same time I found
how to make music through my scars
Hickey on her neck
She tried to cover with a scarf
I found comfort in the dark
Hold the free world at large
Set the world ablaze
All it takes is a spark
Lead the race
Move a haste from the start
Set the pace of the heart
If you embark then finish
Took my winnings
Reinvested in my niggas
Life requires vision
If you want it be persistent
Men and women
Both clenched fist
In resistance
Every great man
At some point
Need assistance
Reconciled our difference
We would rather
Put the mission first
Enemy turf
Loud burst
Blood on his shirt
Scoured the earth
For a purpose
Alone on a search
Life can reduce you down to dirt
For its worth
Still get paid
Nothing less than what's deserved
Deeply submerged
Beneath the music
Til I'm purged
Butter churned
Leaving residue from rubber burned
Beef adjourned
Met peace
And took a sudden turn
For betterment
Not detriment
Black intelligence
Is a threat to the settlement
Benevolent testament
Eloquent delicacies
Efficacy is majestic
Unimpeded freedom inevitably
Without question
Ye ye
They just want you to bleed
They don't want you to see
They just want you to need
They don't like you believe
They hate that you breath
They can't wait til you leave
They don't like that you free
They want me on ice til you freezing
They hate heights that you reaching
They don't like that you dreaming
They don't want you to bleed
They just want you to see
They don't want you to need
They just want you believe
They love that you breath
They hate when you leave
They love that you free
They want you in sun wit a breeze
They love heights that Im reaching
They like that you dreaming
They pay any price
To hear you speaking