Wings

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JK-47 - Rap, Aussie Hip-Hop

Wings

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[Intro] Check it [Verse] I feel like I've been behind damn near all my life Stuck up in the grind, got no time to duck and jive Government full of lies, secretly seekin' out demise They don't want us to strive, they need us toein' the line So now we searchin' for a high without a word from the wise Survivin' since they came and tried to murder my tribe A juvenile until I found a way to murder the mic A way to harness all my darkness and turn it to light No doubt, I know we bound to make it out alive And if you doubtin' what you doin', you ain't doin' fine Bеst to put that bullshit aside if you wanna do this right And if you don't, then you don't want it like thе other guy Usin' his time, tryin' to elevate to a suit and tie Ain't no limit if you lift your chin up to the sky This ain't right, we losin' lives Losin' the fight up against our own minds, commitin' suicide The Devil tryna kill us, we tryna survive Be careful of the people 'round you, they might leave you dry They wanna come inside, I'm lookin' for a reason why, like "How you ain't gon' put in work and still want a piece of the pie?" We know domestic violence, know the sound of silence It's got our mothers beat and our babies cryin' They check the size of the shoe, but they ain't livin' in 'em So why the fuck would I listen in to their criticism? Been on a mission 'cause we been closed off And I think it's 'bout time that they gave us a shot All I really want is freedom at whatever the cost And show these capitalist dummies That the lower class is reachin' the top Don't got a lot, but I'ma give till I flop Still an employee, but your boy been a boss They recruit you, so the youth be steady eyein' 'em off But I possess what you can't buy in a shop Type of shit that make your life better off We all human, so why be a dog? If you knew who you were Then you wouldn't try and be what you're not And if you want beef, then we don't need police or the coppers I got my people on call, ready to heat it up proper I got the guts and balls to say what needs to be heard I ain't preachin' these words, man, I'm just teachin' 'em worth 'Cause too many men are leavin' this earth too early Leavin' their sister with their knees in the dirt And it hurt to see my people where we at We're talkin', barely actin' upon it, and the fact is I barely even rap this honest, always rappin' 'bout myself In the competition of shittin' on everybody else, but I had enough of that, so shout out all my Gs Gettin' it in, bringin' that heat, makin' banger tracks I got love for ya, I ain't mad at ya I hope your family good and you get mad status And to my fam and my fans and my community I hope you truly see, this about you and me Depression is a sickness, I do it tryna cure a disease So tell these labels keep their fame and their jewellery Little homie, quit playin' with that foolery Don't ever let that grog hold you down 'Cause you a king, and see, this world owes you a crown And if you find it hard, just know I'll be around for now But in the times that I'm not, give it all you got And when an elder speaks, listen and watch 'Cause if you don't, somebody else'll be in your spot And you'll be sittin' on the sideline, wishin' you wasn't

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  • JK-47