Misplaced Energy
Comin out the womb, hand full of wild cards
don't know what to expect succaz wonder why my style's hard
as a child barred from expression til I aged to adolescence
broke the chains of oppression actin out my frustration
misplaced energy, didn't know what to do
til a nigga tried to punk me back in Jr. High School
aint no bitch in my blood
I used my fist to get luv
respected out of fear when they knew I shoot slugs
for the fucc of it, they knew I wasn't right
fucc runnin to get my homiez ya'll got beef then lets fight
bat to my head wonderin why I aint dead
in blood neighborhood blued up from toe to head
wasn't my time I figga
mobbin around wantin trouble from the depths an angry nigga
fucc you with a pipe in ya a$$
and if I see you in jail muthafucca you gettin stabbed
mashed on a nigga before he mashed on me
today I'm more focused on my cash, so fucc beef
but if you take it out the freezer I'ma turn up the heat
real nigga'z 'bout they paper so that leaves the wannabes
copy cats sloppy wit' they gats got sense to step back
less I violate probation cuz they heads I cracked.
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"If you're not ready to die for it, put the word 'freedom' out of your vocabulary."-Malcolm X
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