Strange Fruition

Album: Food & Liquor 2: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1 (2012)
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  • Now I can't pledge allegiance to your flag
    'Cause I can't find no reconciliation with your past
    When there was nothing equal for my people in your math
    You forced us in the ghetto and then you took our dads
    The belly of the beast, these streets are demons' abs
    I'm telling you that setup in them sit-ups is so sad
    The system is a slab
    Corruption is the swinger sittin' high ridin' dirty, drag racin' into danger
    And it's so clean, pine trees smellin' good
    With work off in the trunk and niggas in the hood
    So I can't shed blood on any battlefield of yours
    I pray the ugly truth comes and shatters your decor
    And as it all falls down and tatters on the floor
    I shed tears, I don't know what really matters anymore
    'Cause I don't know what really matters anymore

    Many things, strangest things you ever seen
    Oh, look at how they swing, would you look at how they swing?
    Embedded they go, no eyelids gone low
    Or gone by sundown, they're dodging 5-0

    Now as I wander through the city goin' mad
    I see the fruits of planting evidence instead of grass
    A swindled generation with no patience, full of swag
    Man, they so impatient with the stations that they have
    As long as they look good when they be doin' bad
    Then the separation from the truth is gettin' vast, fast
    Be a slave at first or free at last
    Double-edged choices make a nigga wanna pass
    Double-headed voices from the eagle on the staff
    The pyramid where eyes will split the spirited in half
    Divided over money
    Delighted by the dummyin' down of the importance of crowns we'll never have
    That's why my sounds and sermons are so full of wrath
    Baptize your mind, let your brain take a bath
    Swim inside the river get delivered from the craft
    Of the witches in this business that be livin' off your sad
    Hatin' on your happiness you hit 'em off with laughs
    Smile 'til they surrender, then you kill 'em off with glad
    Hello evil, I'm back

    Many things, strangest things you ever seen
    Oh, look at how they swing, would you look at how they swing?
    Embedded they go, no eyelids gone low
    Or gone by sundown, they're dodging 5-0 Writer/s: FRANCIS LAI, RUDY LOPEZ, WASALU JACO
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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