Session.002 Lyrics

Was I wrong to see

Some things are not meant to be

And your race might be one of them

White or black we just one of them

Through our horror we sacrificed

Been one race that's called man, no questions lie

Your ass in the hood or the prince of Bel-Air

You eat, sleep and breathe, so we been sitting in the same chair

Having therapies, paying fees

All cause I couldn't recognize my own felonies

I took the bottom bunk in a two-man cell

Now I share the bottom shelf in a two-man hell

Got sick of the profits, stole my own vault

Searching pockets in Paris from a tour walk

They argue white men wouldn't steal from the poor

While I'm getting richer and keeping the support

All I had to do is all I have

Work hard, three years then sit and relax

Going platinum, gold, three million I can show

Bottom feeder on a high pedestal

I wouldn't change for the better or for worse

And this white man world, these bitches should know their worth

When the cops start coming and the witnesses say

"I don't know who did it, they were too black to say"

Mask on and they all mistake me for a black man

Dealing under 21's like this shit is blackjack

But I wouldn't lose, no, never in my life

I serve for the people so I never serve the crime

Dealing out 10s, Like yous nobody's business

Ranking up money but you losing all the business

Like a greedy whore with too much sex

Everybody using you till there's nobody left

All we got is man-made, nothing human to show

We got our fake hoes but no real ones to blow

With every bitch that you met I seen on the road

Those same bitches are mine, I guess we sharing the hoes and

All I had to do is all I have

From the moment I passed I've been on the right track

Presidential crowns, presidential suites

Presidential money from the governmental schemes

All this shit is built on lies

Realize your eyes have been deceiving

The world ain't white you've just been dreaming

Your fantasies all in one place

Racism done all in one take

Shots fired with the hollow-tip rounds

Life ain't fair until everyone gets shot down

Baby mamas, black kids, white girls in black tips

Old men and young kids, putting everyone at stake

Yeah, they wearing all godly

Black jeans and white kicks, we split Adam-Eve with the dollar

Feel like slaves to the product

If the devil wear Prada, god gotta wear Nada

So you sit down and-

Roll your eyes let the flatlines happen

I produce aint nobody gonna wreck it

We all been mesmerized by the justice in a white man's world

Black DNA in a white man's dope

All I had to do is all I have

Writing truth, but people ain't seeing the fact

If you put black and white together in a mixture

You get gray on your mind, now paint a grade picture

It don't seem fair, but you fairness don't come to light

What I said was wrong, but you know I'm right

Some things are not meant to be broken

Session one is over, session two now open