Lost Culture ft. Hokube Lyrics

Black culture was rejected now they just neglected

I mean now we just neglect it 'cause we feel respected

Blame it on a lil money blame it on a necklace

Blame it on the strip clubs now it's gettin reckless

Throwin money at a stripper nothing new to me

With that money we can build up a community

But fuck it instead we shoppin for some Louis V

Bought all this shit like I'ma need it at my eulogy, hey

These politicians on a wild mission

In Africa it's the same man, they just smile different

They make you feel free until you hit a brickwall

And realize damn, this bitch tall

Name a government that's not a bully on its people

Lovin the illusion so we thinkin that we equal

Kobe died then the corona came

Been through all type of shit, we do not know what's pain

We lost man

I say we lost man

Lost culture, I say we lost man

Look, I'm lost man

Lost culture

I still smile for the broads and my enemies

They won't let me in, I'ma bomb to the industry

Im'a kill the game all of ya'll gon remember me

I copped a gold grill for the judge when he'll sentence me, smile

Put us in prisons, you can lock me up

But one day your daughter gon be dating one of us

These rappers be hiding behind the weed and the drinkin

And all we do is figure them out critical thinkin

I get miracle visions, catch a lyrical wippin

Yeah it cost to be the boss

I payed it that withh some interest

I came back with a mistress

You lames lackin decisions

Like I can't tell the difference you rappin or is you bitchin

But still deep inside you can find gold in you

That's why these dirty cops just wanna put a hole in you

King of the jungle you niggas are still camping

The spirit of Fred Hampton is with me

This not rappin, nigga

I swear we lost man

Lost culture, I say we lost man

Look, I think I'm lost man

Lost culture

From a third world perspective, food and water is heaven

If you woke up and you healthy realise it's a blessing

Some people got it all and still go through depression

Cause you can't control problem that's beyond your comprehension

Searchin for attention in the wrong places

Fuck around and see a bunch of King Kong faces

RIP to Rashad, I can't imagine his mom I used to run the streets

And hustle withh his big brother Ahmad

We livin in a facade, that's part of the issue

The term gangster never meant a coward with a pistol

Taking ya brother out over petty change and colors

Or maybe over a bitch you was keepin under the covers, damn

Settle for more never settle for less

Value and honor, we tend to forget

Ego and riches we prefer and protect

And then a cop arrest you and put a knee on your kneck

Hey look we lost man

Lost culture, I say we lost man

Look, I think I'm lost man

Lost culture