Ghost Of Mandela

14

Home intrusions no exclusions

Everybody gets tied up

Filling bags until you dried up

Lil niggas head fired up

You better than them niggas ain't your homies died enough

Real bitch but to them she aint fine enough

He got shot he dead but ain't no punk

Pryor said the best I ain't going out over some punk

Ghost of Mandela wise words and I always hung

Shocc absorbent shit coming bacc around

From the mountains water make the hoes drown

Pops gone told you the house is what you got to hold down

Not the streets take care of your momma and don't stay around

All they want to do is smoke my weed

Call me up like you got trees I don't reply

No id but drinking and smoking like I'm ready to die

Nobody live forever but them rhymes is coming alive

No immortal men and women it's all about how to survive

Them niggas died but still alive

They died but still alive they just dead to me

Used to my niggas now he just a friend to me

And the homie had some money to lend me

I could never take it no leverage can stress ms

I see it your eyes your ass ain't exclusive

I hear wacc shit wacc niggas no excuses

Young nigga with a hot head robbing running around foolish

Nice clothes to cover up the scars and bruises

Mortal men are always the one that loses

I been thinking about it all night I must not be human

Cuz human telling me to do what they ain't been doing

That's kill all these niggas fucc all these bitches with no commitment

Too young for all the bullshit just listen

Co's finest no Goodfellas my hoes clean up the kitchen

No pupils them meds have you thinking you in fiction

And I see the ghost Martin

His words spoke me to like we don't want to go bacc to piccing cotton

Window seat thinking of the legend of Mandela

Words big as the sun and Moon fly with me we propelling

As I create this army make room for regrets and depression

As I sit here listening to Kendrick I ask this question

When shit hit the fan is you still a fan

When shit hit the fan is you still a fan

If I fell down would watch it again

Or intervene and stop do it for them

They want us gone them craccers with sing the pardon

Off top I wanted to live in the margin

But I'm in the hood seeing Teflons go down like treyvon Martin

Police still shooting niggas with they bacc to em

Police still harassing niggas with a bag to em

I'm still trying to build us up to the last room

Hand made did what we had to do

Ghost of Mandela that's my last due.