Poverty’s paradiseI don’t think I could find a way to make it on this earth(I’ve been hungry all my life)
What’s up, family?Yeah, it’s your cousin Carl, man, just givin’ you a call, manI know you been havin’ a lot on yo mind latelyAnd I know you feel like, you knowPeople ain’t been prayin’ for youBut you have to understand this, manThat we are a cursed peopleDeuteronomy 28:28 saysThe Lord shall smite thee with madness, and blindness, and astonishment of heartSee, family, that’s why you feel like you feelLike you got a chip on your shoulderUntil you follow His commandments, you gonna feel that way
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Why, God? Why, God, do I gotta suffer?Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggleWhy, God? Why, God, do I gotta bleed?Every stone thrown at you restin’ at my feet
Why, God? Why, God, I gotta suffer?Earth is no more, won’t you burn this muh’fucka?(I don’t think I could find a way to make it on this earth)
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Elggurts fo lluf snedrub yrrac traeh ym ni niaPReffus attog I od, doG, yhw? DoG, yhWTeef ym ta ‘nitser uoy ta nworht enots yrevE
I beat yo ass, keep talkin’ backI beat yo ass, who bought you that?You stole it, I beat yo ass if you say that game is brokenI beat yo ass if you jump on my couchI beat yo ass if you walk in this houseWith tears in your eyes, runnin’ from Poo Poo and PrenticeGo back outside, I beat yo ass, lil niggaThat homework better be finished, I beat yo assYour teachers better not be bitchin’ ’bout you in classThat pizza better not be wasted, you eat it allThat TV better not be loud if you got it onThem Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought ’emBetter not hear ’bout you humpin’ on Keisha’s daughterBetter not hear you got caught up
I beat yo ass, you better not run to your fatherI beat yo ass, you know my patience runnin’ thinI got buku payments to makeCounty building’s on my ass, tryna take my food stamps away
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I beat yo ass if you tell them social workers he live hereI beat yo ass if I beat yo ass twice and you still hereSeven years old, think you run this house by yourself?Nigga, you gon’ fear me if you don’t fear no one else
If I could smoke fear away, I’d roll that mothafucker upAnd then I’d take two puffsI’m high now, I’m high nowI’m high now, I’m high now
Life’s a bitch, pull them panties to the side now (pull them panties to the side now)(I don’t think I could find a way to make it on this earth)
I’ll prolly die anonymous, I’ll prolly die with promisesI’ll prolly die walkin’ back home from the candy houseI’ll prolly die because these colors are standin’ outI’ll prolly die because I ain’t know Demarcus was snitchin’I’ll prolly die at these house parties, fuckin’ with bitchesI’ll prolly die from witnesses leavin’ me falsed accusedI’ll prolly die from thinkin’ that me and your hood was coolOr maybe die from pressin’ the line, actin’ too extraOr maybe die because these smokers are more than desperate
I’ll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badgesBody-slammed on black and white paint, my bones snappin’Or maybe die from panic or die from bein’ too laxOr die from waitin’ on it, die ’cause I’m movin’ too fast
I’ll prolly die tryna buy weed at the apartmentsI’ll prolly die tryna defuse two homies arguin’I’ll prolly die ’cause that’s what you do when you’re 17All worries in a hurry, I wish I controlled things
If I could smoke fear away, I’d roll that mothafucker upAnd then I’d take two puffs (I’ve been hungry all my life)I’m high now, I’m high nowI’m high now, I’m high now
Life’s a bitch, pull them panties to the side now (pull them panties to the side now)Now
When I was 27, I grew accustomed to more fearAccumulated 10 times over throughout the yearsMy newfound life made all of me magnifiedHow many accolades do I need to block denial?The shock value of my success put bolts in meAll this money, is God playin’ a joke on me?Is it for the moment, and will he see me as Job?Take it from me and leave me worse than I was before?At 27, my biggest fear was losin’ it allScared to spend money, had me sleepin’ from hall to hallScared to go back to Section 8 with my mama stressin’30 shows a month and I still won’t buy me no Lexus
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What is an advisor? Somebody that’s holdin’ my checksJust to fuck me over and put my finances in debt?I read a case about Rihanna’s accountant and wonderedHow did the Bad Girl feel when she looked at them numbers?The type of shit’ll make me flip out and just kill somethin’Drill somethin’, get ill and fill ratchets with a lil somethin’I practiced runnin’ from fear, guess I had some good luckAt 27 years old, my biggest fear was bein’ judgedHow they look at me reflect on myself, my family, my cityWhat they say ’bout me reveal if my reputation would miss meWhat they see from me would trickle down generations in timeWhat they hear from me would make ’em highlight my simplest lines
I’m talkin’ fear, fear of losin’ creativityI’m talkin’ fear, fear of missin’ out on you and meI’m talkin’ fear, fear of losin’ loyalty from pride’Cause my DNA won’t let me involve in the light of God
I’m talkin’ fear, fear that my humbleness is goneI’m talkin’ fear, fear that love ain’t livin’ here no moreI’m talkin’ fear, fear that it’s wickedness or weaknessFear, whatever it is, both is distinctive
Fear, what happens on Earth stays on EarthAnd I can’t take these feelings with me, so, hopefully, they disperseWithin fourteen tracks, carried out over waxSearchin’ for resolutions until somebody get back
Fear, what happens on Earth stays on EarthAnd I can’t take these feelings with me, so, hopefully, they disperseWithin fourteen tracks, carried out over waxWonderin’ if I’m livin’ through fear or livin’ through rapDamn
God damn youGod damn meGod damn usGod damn we
God damn us all
Verse 2 saysYou only have I known of all the families of the EarthTherefore, I will punish you for all your iniquitiesSo until we come back to these commandmentsUntil you come back to these commandmentsWe gonna feel this way, we gonna be under this curseBecause He said He’s gonna punish usThe so-called Blacks, Hispanics and Native American IndiansAre the true children of IsraelWe are the Israelites, according to the BibleThe children of IsraelHe’s gonna punish us for our iniquities, for our disobedienceBecause we chose to follow other godsThat man chastens his son, so the Lord, thy God, chasten theeSo, just like you chasten your own son, He’s gonna chasten youBecause He loves you, so that’s why we get chastisedThat’s why we’re in the position that we’re inUntil we come back to these laws, statutes and commandmentsAnd do what the Lord says, these curses is gonna be upon usWe gonna be at a lower state in this life that we liveHere, in today, in the United States of America
I love you, family, and I pray for youGod bless youShalom
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