Exellence

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This world runs off a hierarchy
The poor stay poor and the rich get richer
And these celebrities sell they souls, they need a preacher
I'm a god believer, not a nonbeliever
I'm an underachiever, not an overachiever
The answer is the lord like saturday night fever
I question why you think the lord would leave ya
I'll be the missing puzzle piece in yo life
I'll be there to see you need 'em
And throw them away when you don't believe in 'em
And you down, hold it down for my nigga and them
I rather give you my last to see you live again
I got dreams, and i'm fufillin' them
See they look at the black man and put them in prison hems
With cj and they mans and them
With these lyrics i'm just trying to ascend
And don't pretend to be a friend
Because i would give anything in my life to have you live again
I'm ill enough to murder you're pen
I'm just trying to represent and not get apprehended
We was like a spaceship and then it crashed and landed
And it left us fucking stranded
And my ass is sick
Of looking how rich and powerful all these bastards get
And they want me to forget
How the system plays tricks on ya' mind
And then you feel the backlash from behind
Because to them they worth quarters and you worth dimes
Imma loose my mind yelling all the damn time
My minds a paradox, enter my paradigm
They tryin' to cut off the black community
They tryna fill me with negativity, not ingenuity
 
[Hook]
You gotta sing for my exellence, Sing, because i exel in it
I did it all for you, I'd give up anything,
All for you, my mind,
My body, my shoes, there ain't shit i wouldn't do
Then you started hangin' with them wicked dudes
Not realizing when you got older you played the bigger fool X3

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Issah
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