Commit ****** then flip an ounce, a nonchalant verse that promotes the internal joust, with pride earned as the only badge that counts.
Tap the snare drum for a bar, or vibing melody, our backwards society stereotypes "thugs" as, "what drugs are they selling me?"
Rap is art in raw form, intended to excite the youth who see death as a norm, the daily street storm.
Women de-humanized for a buck, men taught to only treat them good if they **** and don't run out of luck.
The concrete jungles can only have just one king upon a throne, as the vicious cyclone continues destroying futures of the youth unless they succeed in the booth.
Youth commit ****** then flip an ounce, pride earned needs to be denounced.