6 Sense - Gates of Hell

I learned young, that money makes the world go around
Nigga I'm the voice of reason in this herd of clowns
When my words come down, they'll be the first to drown
Was taught about kings and queens that deserved a crown
Black skin, passion, examined, I've seen beyond the routines
You know they want us as fiends, they want to stymie our dreams
Less concerned with lives than how they want to market vaccines
Ain't worried about Levi's, when I'm talking about genes
Drilled the planet, modified its cuisine, this isn't natural
Heme in the cattle, mercury in the mackerel
They throw us in the line of fire, we're just collateral
Tell lies, they just want to prescribe some more Adderall
It's all corporations and big pharmaceuticals
Pay a slave wage, have you locked inside a cubicle
Can't afford the treatment, can't afford the fucking funeral
They're trying to make a hell on earth of what is beautiful

We're walking through the gates of hell
Cancer in everything that we taste and smell
Shit is not a joke, this ain't Dave Chappelle
The ways of the world now, it makes me yell
We're walking through the gates of hell
Want my people dead or to stay in cells
Prison, anything at all, they'll find a way to sell
Ain't looking out for us, only save themselves

Why all the wealth and misfortune disproportionate
There ain't no unity when you grew up unfortunate
I ain't your subordinate, a king in metamorphosis
You beat and kill us, so how could I ever trust your ordinance
New sickness everyday, this shit has got me uneasy
Experimental treatments, test groups, Tuskegee
Weed killers, hormones, what's FDA trying to feed me
Stop poisoning our kids, let's turn Flint into Fiji
If you are what you eat then what are we, just a cancer
It's got us all dying young, and killed Black Panther
I tell these people look behind the scenes for the answers
Elites are in control of the government, who is commander?
No humanity in them, they must be fucking bionic
No souls, let's just call the them draconic
Gave them power but we never get ours, it's very ironic
All about who's got the biggest bank, to put five on it

We're walking through the gates of hell
Cancer in everything that we taste and smell
Shit is not a joke, this ain't Dave Chappelle
The ways of the world now, it makes me yell
We're walking through the gates of hell
Want my people dead or to stay in cells
Prison, anything at all, they'll find a way to sell
Ain't looking out for us, only save themselves

We've forgotten why we're here, God save our souls
We got kids starving, can't make it to eight years old
It weighs on my soul, just to keep my rage controlled
There ain't no bank account big enough to make them whole
Everyday we're more advanced, but more disease and famine
Living in hell, these pits are as deep as canyons
People on the streets can't eat, while yall sleep in mansions
Who really watching out for us, need to re-examine
We abandoned, don't want us to ascend in our conscious
We die for war, money, oil, and mineral deposits
The ones who profit are the fucking ones who made the conflicts
I'ma show you niggas how to break the chains to stop it
Devils in disguise, trying to pull the strings
Better open up your eyes to the see the truth, it stings
We can fly through heaven's gates without using wings
Choose wisely or who knows what the future brings

We're walking through the gates of hell
Cancer in everything that we taste and smell
Shit is not a joke, this ain't Dave Chappelle
The ways of the world now, it makes me yell
We're walking through the gates of hell
Want my people dead or to stay in cells
Prison, anything at all, they'll find a way to sell
Ain't looking out for us, only save themselves

Written by:
Stanley Williams

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