Burning Sands Lyrics

Yeah yeah

Mic check

Alright let's do this

Free Josh

Look

I just can't let it ride

I just don't let it slide

I'm gone get everything I want, I just don't fantasize

Magnify on all my goals I so called set aside

Subside my vises, my advice do what I never tried

Yeah it's up

This no beginner's luck

I been silent for months

In the books like all this time now I do what I want

Get money when I want

Shit I just want enough

To get myself and brothers out the slums

March to the beat of the drums

They just treat us like puns

They been leaving us crumbs

Miseducate us with these ways, shit our belief is in guns

Young niggas don't believe in Jesus they got demons that hunt

So it's just weed to the lungs

Pray the youth a chance so they can make it out

I've been so impatient but I'm waiting for a paper route

One we all could take to the White House and we staking out

Feds want me dead, want me bled out, wanna drain me out

I know they wanna lay me down, 'cause I'm so awakened now

Kill me for my pigmentation and it's so damn blatant now

Pigs get immunization

See my skin illuminated

Always knew they hate it, now they say they want to mutilate it

Hate what we could do with greatness, never want us to attain it

Hate is at it's purest ain't it?

Look to God for"goodness gracious"

Look to God for who could save us

Look to good 'cause you the greatest

Hate to be a rude awakening

Babies it take two to make it

Mothers going thru it ain't they? Joy they losing to inflation

There's a war on manhood, niggas tryna navigate it

Tryna make it thru the matrix

Inequipped for situations

Not in shape to dominate it, 'cause we never knew the basics

Childhood been confiscated

Generational trauma tainted

Us we tryna compensate it so much we can't stay concentrated

So we get intoxicated

Emotions they too complicated

To process make accommodations

Responsive thoughts consolidated

This just how we've learned to cope and live for years approximated

Now let's switch the conversation

13 percenters overpopulate; they form operations

Mitigate our propagation

Babies killed in moderation

More niggas incarcerated

They need yo cooperation

Say that it's yo obligation

They gon' need yo confirmation

Through politicians nominated

I just switch the conversation

I don't want no altercation

This is just my observation

Viewers to inaugurations

Slaves to an occupation

Cool but we need compensation

Fight till we get proper wages

Fuck that what's the combination

Niggas need a breather we need oxidation

And we need it now naw so I'm not waiting

400 years, time is up

Burning down the streets because we tired of feeling stuck

'Til we get our peace we ain't ever giving up

Rise from the mud, see yo hands put 'em up

Crossing burning sands with my mans we the mob

Do what I can for mine to provide that's my job

Shooken in our own skin, innocence been robbed

I don't give a fuck I put it in the hands of God

Nigga

Let it breath

Burning Sands

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