Misunderstood Kid - TESTIMONY

E Broad St
In these streets, our lives are free for all
Free to fall into the deep abyss, brain tissue lost
Moments before, soul was praying to get in and pass the gates
Keep that in mind
Claiming we own specific cities but not our own estate
Non specified dates of our early but promised fates, broken pavements
I walk on top of faded but the same chalk lines drawn out
You and your brain separated with multiple guns drawn out
Kings as pawns not given recognition, self vs many including self
The exhibition many of these shades of color face
Look into the mirror, the distaste I have towards myself, love, the anonymous thing
Choir, be quiet and let the organ sing
Betrayal and loneliness been here since I came but through God, I continue to find ways
St Elizabeth, birth to a new era, test of time, surrounded by leaders Eastside, represent each corner block, but to make it out is my testimony
E Broad St
In these streets, home ain't what it used to be
By the second, more demons develop and scour, swallow, devour niggas
Crooked people empowered by the powerless
Disconnected with agendas that's cowardly, the demonic entities that serve as outages
In return, they serve the one powerless, foul shit
The sour kiss between the parent and child before their departure
Broken system will assist with that
In camouflage, I still deal with that
Entertainment won't distract me to where I won't help seal the cap on it
Vices not being dealt with, eternal bondage niggas chose to live with
Black and beautiful, the world tried to shun it
But on my pivot, back against bricks, I fucking spun it
Betrayal and loneliness been here since I came but through God, I continue to find ways
St Elizabeth, birth to a new era, test of time, surrounded by leaders Eastside, represent each corner block, but to make it out is my testimony

Written by:
Khristopher Logan

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