Neak$ - Where's the Love?
Neak Verse 1:
Yo.... this revolution won’t be televised, they say we equal that genocide romanticized…huh....I couldn’t fail even if I tried …..but almost got taken out when Michael died……Jackson…… I hated when turned that Anglo Saxon…..please God I hope he died loving all his blackness, hatred is a choice influenced by what society practice so it’s crashes huh, what life holds, flashing for lost souls, fronting to feel love, inside we loath….ing over the stories told in the public eye view about you, Remember what you let define you could kill you if you own it, your aura, your own hue, it’s easy to get caught up when chickens flying to coups, thinking they love you, deception in the pose when seeing just how they flew, real shit through and through….
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Where’s The Love?
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Neak Verse 2:
It’s Poisen in this portrait I breathe and stop, my hair is growing wild baby Basquiat, my dreams so enormous I hate em the Lord’s pressure so heavy, it killed Pac, demons will never stop until we modeling EVE, eating strange fruit, pussy power peddling thieves, come steal, kill, destroy, what can be achieve, if we living so secure inside nothing a cleave on ya…..believe…..what do it take to receive, that we made in his image so to win in life, that’s the keys….to know what you called for, what your purpose is, prayer hands we soul searching through ghetto hymns, soul hurting my surface pain want a better Benz, my eyesight is demonic I need a better lens, who can I turn to if me and God never make amends…..I’m on this road till it ends Lord….
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Where’s The Love?
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Neak Verse 3:
Giving glory to the most high, what a time to be alive, see this 45 EL Presidente elected even though he grabbing Cochas, the naked truth no Melania, other side, dark side of the moon see his demise, black culture stuck in his lies and all the other lies politicians writing these laws provide neighborhoods drug-ridden our Leaders are high, cops beat on us repeatedly elders would cry, this the epitome of only the strongest survive, the will is there, old folks dying no will is there, pure debt for the heir its so unfair, feel the weight of the world, World Yours……screaming out save me Lord, on tours where the wicked see your glow and try to latch on for life, incentivized trauma cause fame can form a hype…..beast that see a story unfold and want the glory, shine on em mainly for Queens like home of NORE…….I know my times here I’ve arrived in the city where your innocence will die, save our souls……
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Where’s The Love?
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