The Roots False Media Instrumental

The roots "false media" Starving and hungry until I make it Most others will rob you naked Risk the take of the news making them famous And buddying up with the plaintiff Defending your right for liberty can't shake it Jobs out here are everywhere but placements vacant  Surviving hatred From the next nigga who'd rather not see you adjacent  From the graves we placed in Watching you struggle  Instead of helping you make it Try to be humble but that bubble burst before you even clear the dust from the rubble But wait Because they swear they love you Feeding you lines  That patronize while the whole time they on the sidelines Looking forward to your decline In front of your eyes lies disguise the nature of their climb Onto your back while you squirm wiggle and slide Go thru mine fields for your pride Trying not to take ambien for your sleepless nights Marching thru diversity like a soldier Many arms open looking for the one who will hold ya Optimism on the walls of places as pictures and posters But the barrel from they lips is holstered  When you follow the rollercoaster That's been holding you down and other peoples success provoking Make the right turn you've chosen Hoping  That your life isn't already written Put in position other people think your kidding Probably the only thing your wishing That everything your living is a script and  Your the main character in this position Until you've found the transition thatll pivot you into Gods grace and forgiveness