Ise Lyfe
WE ARE THE ANSWER/DRONE
WE ARE THE ANSWER/DRONE
We are the answer
Young with hoodies and denim
Spoken Word poetically spit venom
Our ability to rip it and absolute given
Therefore we are the answer, and the most absolute threat…
In East Oakland a 15-year old girl runs faster than his own sweat
Over a fence and through a yard
He runs hard
Through traffic he is free at last, free at last
Cause police are fat and slow
Schools fail at teaching us shit we already know
So we write our own poems
Backpacks be empty but they match our clothes though
Leaving them text books at home
Cause them books be fat but slow
Turn up the radio…
The beats be phat but the raps be slow
June, July, August
My ride is lookin’ flawless
My hubcaps they be spinnin getting me all the attention
Drone drone drone
Small town far away from home
Individuality gone
Behold the clone drone
Every year and a half site seer
Blind church follower
Religion believer
Needy
Need a leader
Pacified by the TV receiver
Why leave the speaker
I just leave it to BEAVER
Black and white re-runs
Turned into color reduns
Same 5 songs on the radio respun so we
NUMB
We go dumb to redundant redundancy
Ikea got five hundred lamp shades
Know they got one for me
Coupon clippin’
Prostitute university
Prepare you for pimping
Blockbuster movie renting
Night
Pop corn and ju ju bees
So everything will be alright
I’m out
MAKING MONEY
Glad my mama hid the truth from me
Ignorance is bliss
Burger King got a menu
Everything is 99 cents
Can you believe it
Once you pop the fun wont stop
I’m loving it
What will we do when there’s nothing left
What will we do when there’s nothing left?
When our chest bust open
Insides fall out
And we realize how full of shit we’ve been
Breathe it in
Smells like guns
Roses
Funeral roses
Sneaking Hen’ in the chapel while the casket still open
Take another breath, sniff, somebody smokin’
Roll another blunt
Somebody speak on something real say they be doing to much
Where the ballers at?
White man demand
Black man follow up
30inch rims on a truck
Still nobody see you when you pull up
“Looking for the hoes”
Forget about her mind dog tell me bout her butt
Magazine call it “eye candy” so we eat it up
Hard to digest it
So we throw it up, throw it up
If everybody feel me why nobody speaking up?
Deny it in the streets but we scream it in our sleep:
We don’t wanna die
We scared sometimes
We don’t do me we do what other people like
Young wit it
Clean jeans
White Tee's
Hella fitted
POP A PILL FUCK A BITCH RIDE A SCRAPER
ROLL A BLUNT SHE A RIPPER HE A HATER
These are the words of a people gone wrong
Eighth grader showing you her thong
Cause she heard it in a song
We know it’s wrong
But we eat it with the bass up
2 shots of death
No chaser outta pimp cup
YEEEEEAHHHHHHH
Oakland is dying
Teenage girls get raped
No sirens
Her patna’s take her to Highland
County Hospital is a joke
Why everything made for broke folks always gotta be broke?
I laugh at the same things I cry about
Four in the morning with the lights out
That’s when I get my best writes out
In the PEN they got
Lights out!
At least that’s what I heard
Never been to the pen but my family is versed
Said they snatched him off the curb no blurp
Found work in his shirt
A pistol he tried to hide
Had him in the station naked in his ass with a flashlight
Said wouldn't nobody listen to him
How I'm a write about rims after listening to him?
Nah fuck that
This that next level free shit
Fuck a drone clone don't wanna be shit
TV makes dope fiends funny
But my daddy a dope fiend begging my little sisters for money
We can laugh
But its finna get thick
Right now dumb shit is cute shit
But what about the year 2036?
When the og's is dead
bg's is dead
The children play our music
Just to hear what we said
And all we said
And all we said was fuck a nigga kill a bitch, get money
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