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STORYTELLING COLLAB VERSE
- //The beat drops at 0:21 0:22
- //Description says it all
- VERSE 1:
- It's an everyday hustle, and you don't wanna be caught up in it,
- in a Southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,
- I'm a poor white kid, got beat up everyday but stayed in school,
- I never skipped a class, got good grades, and I played it cool,
- but I'm fuckin' pissed, I probably won't go gain some knowledge,
- 'cuz my motherfuckin' parents are too poor to pay for college,
- oh wait, I forgot, we used to have food stamps and Section 8,
- my parents can't afford health, we make too much for Medicaid,
- hairs away from qualifying, still got free lunch, that's how it feels,
- WIC, Goodwill, Salvation Army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,
- and now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,
- we parents are low income, and I'm white, so no scholarships,
- my parents are so poor they're disenfranchised from politics,
- 'cuz nobody will help 'em, they're too concerned with lobbyists,
- so I'll probably end up working at McDonalds, spittin' this rage,
- and live in a cage imprisoned by the system of minimum wage,
- upward mobility's a myth, the American Dream we can't reach,
- politicians are getting back hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,
- we can't relax, 'cuz I gotta help my parents fuckin' pay their bills,
- today it's ill, and fuck the rest of hip hop that says "stayin' real",
- they'll probably think I'm middle class 'cuz I don't press the metal,
- and probably think my family's great 'cuz I won't step in ghettoes,
- and probably think I'm comfortable because my color's white,
- not knowin' Southern whites are lower class, my fuckin' life,
- that's nothing nice, living trapped up inside this financial bubble,
- yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,
- we live paycheck to paycheck, and plus I'm a common dude who,
- will always shop at Walmart and always make Ramen noodles,
- and pawn shops and thrift stores and Food Lion, nail it hard,
- I'll probably re visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,
- so now the truth is told, you've got the words, now shoot me cold,
- 'cuz I can't live to find out what that motherfuckin' future holds
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