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Nov 2019
Hook:
In the land of the ******,
Most can’t understand,
In the land of the ******,
Someone will always have the upper hand!
Verse 1:
Going minimalistic because I’m treated as autistic,
****, I Shouldn’t have been vaccinated!
Sadistic savage ain’t faded by these jaded racists.
Is this really how I’m supposed to live?
Knowing one’s place is cased with fabricated waste.
Sniffing chase, guess my shoes aren’t the only thing that’s laced.
Fabricated story, got to jest those that get in my face.
Faced demons man.
But this ain’t no horror story.
Who’d ever believe that the same one gangbanging now used to be the same one who read bible stories.
But it is scary that the dominant society tries so hard to put me through the crematory.
All because I don’t conform to their categories.
Rolling in shadow alley ways rapping allegory’s,
With poeish ravens cawing nevermore,
Man I sure love popping these mollies.
I’m probably the most faulty person out there but yet kids still look up to me.
But I’m not a jolly green giant anymore,
And rapping like this is the only way to build up my repertoire.
For most are only interested in my flow,
They not too interested in being able to grow.
Or to be educated and live out a humble modest life like my brother from another mother j cole.
Hook:
In the land of the ******,
Most can’t understand,
In the land of the ******,
Someone will always have the upper hand!
Classy J
Written by
Classy J  27/M/Medicine Hat
(27/M/Medicine Hat)   
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