Jxxiii - Black Royalty (feat. Vainsmith)

Yo
Learned to appreciate
All you have
Your mind, body, soul
Puff, puff, pass
Get lifted off life
We shifting hard white
Took one bad left
To make it all right
At night
I sit and think about
Goals and ambitions
And all that I could be

Why they countin' on me
Like I got the answer
Flow spread through the bone
Yet benign like cancer
Is a nine the answer?
Talkin' nine millimeters
They killed Mike Brown
And all our black leaders

Malcolm X, MLK, man, fuck yo' holiday
We was once king and queens
And we still royalty (uh)
Learned to appreciate
Who you are
Self-love and confidence
Will bring you far
I promise

Edison like Thomas
My editing is timeless
Pro tools and logic
Here is my logic
Flow is melodic
Straight kickin' knowledge
Midterms in college
Spit shined and polished

Appreciate life itself
This that food for thought
No worries, wishin' well
Baby girl, you will prevail
Keep your head to the sky,
Yo, your dreams a wishin' well
And they will ask why
You chasin', uh

They don't get your hunger
It's a beautiful thing
And it sucks they have to wonder
Vain do you thing
And show them why they underachieving
Not believing' in themselves

You can't broke back the mountain
If you don't even climb the hill
and thats word to Jake Gyllenhaal
And Jack and Jill
For real, for real
Tell them open up they mind
Put a lot of thoughts in it

If you gon' start somethin'
Then you better finish
All you got is your purpose
So are you gon' live it
All you got is your purpose
So are you gon' get it
They told me opportunities'll come

When vain on the mic,
It's no wonder why I dumb
Down the flow
For those who don't know
Where they soul at
Is somethin' you can't borrow
Gotta know your worth
For those who don't follow

The rules of the world
United by the yellow
Tape that surround the bodies of all kinfolk
R.I.P. to those who been passed on
They told me that the legacy for you

Gotta find peace in your soul, that's true
They told me that the legacy for you
So I stand tall while my brothers all salute
We tired of fightin' the same war

Based on color, misjudgin' because we poor
Actin' like we nothin', my nigga, we pissed off
So we came with armor, my nigga, we supercharged
They claim they afraid with they guns

They all trigger happy so who gon' protect the sons
They claim they afraid with they guns
They all trigger happy so who gon' protect the sons

Written by:
JOYCELYNN OKEZIE

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