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Keep Your Mind Right
World wide they're wranglin' up my folks, So I stay woke 'cause it's no joke, We came from slavery & hangings by rope, To wantin' dollars in bulk, Tryin' to make the money last be 1 of my main concerns, See many yearn & learn to play the game Just to fail & get burned, See in the streets you get 1 turn, And everyday we die slowly, We're all sinners needin' a spirit that's holy, And in this game of deception I lost a lot of my homies, Some gone from their crooked expeditions, On missions to glisten, But a better way for paydays have risen, We now use education, music & sports on our path to find our gold mines, I learned from my elders from the old times, It's best to make your soul shine, Stay focussed & dont close your peepers, 'Cause sleepers go blind and can't see the street sweepers, Poor vision will take you under, From the elders to the younger, They suffer from hunger, And soakin' wet from the 'Poverty Thunder', Sometime it feels like it's no sunshine or fun time, It's only the one time[the police] and their trigger happy gun times, We're fallin' like flies on the frontline, So I lay low, I travel in the slow lane hopin' my day go on the positive side while I'm retrievin' my legal pesos,
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