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
[Hook: Casey Benjamin]
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
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
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
[Hook:]
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] 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 [Hook: Casey Benjamin] 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 [Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] 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 [Hook:] Explain Request ×
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