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  • Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
  • Year of Release:2023

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I owe my life to the culture

Used to see it from a bird's eye view

But could never say that I was a vulture

Marchin' through city hall, middle of a pandemic

Cop cars in flames, the pain was transcendent

While Black souls marching through the pearly gates

The poverty or the pigs put 'em in early graves

Don't tell me they deserve their fate

Every time the sun rise in my city so does the murder rate

Their blood becoming part of the pavement

Either that or they're being incarcerated

Lack of love is fillin' their heart with hatred

It's hard to see it, it's even harder to say it

But it's just truth

Them judges bang the gavel like they don't want proof

Turnin' men to monsters like it's Halloween

when they puttin' Black bodies in them orange jumpsuits

This shit'll scare ya, we livin' in a different era

I wrestle with my conscious like I'm Ken Patera

Can't say I never glorified it

Can't ignore the violence

The shit I seen is horrifying

No justice, no peace

Fuck the police, no brotherly love in those streets

It feel like hell up in Philly, goddamn

We just tryna stay cool like Vok Man


Old Man Winter

Voss, wassup kool?

You know I'm with you, kool

Uh


I took a chance and danced in the romance

And glanced at the enhanced bankroll in my pants

Hypnotized in a trance from wakin' up off of Xans

And I don't know if I'm takin' off or tryna land

So I chalked it as God's plan

'Cause remember me and my man, we swore to protect land

And they never tried it again, so we said that we need hands

Without the if's and the and's and but's

But what then?

When all I got is my pen, and in my eyes I'm from Japan

And in my heart, I'm from Iraq with America in my ear

I have ice in my veins, I have nothin' to fear

I have smoke in my lungs, weed crumbs in my beard

And beer on my breath, stressed, makin' it weird

Tryna finesse unless they was makin' it fair

Enjoyin' life so much, I taste death in the air

It smell like a chocolate eclair, you got the right to be scared

Shine all day and damn, by night you'll be dead

Grind all day and man, by night you'll be rich


By night you'll be rich

Grind all day and man, by night you'll be rich

Old Man Winter

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