Al-Fatir - Somethings Wrong lyrics

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Fresh up the jump street, 21 got heat

nigga that is, killer to live,

lie to my people trap, doing the big,

they won't never see the light of day until they do them years

somethings wrong, somethings wrong

with the system, why the fuck we still stucking this position

I don't plan it colors grass black, hard for them to fit em

when you can't get a job, got a verb to the pitchin

somethings wrong, 'cause it's money rules the world

jewels and the girls who earings at their pearls,

so one Tyson to a young and I just want a little better

'cause every nigga walk and got a hore on their sweater now

Somethings wrong when you regret things that haven't happened yet

but it's a glorious day when morning comes without the feeling of that long

so rise and shine, that was bout time to be alive,

to stay awake with me a while,

and smile, stay up, stay up, wake up.

Somethings wrong.

Don't let a person break you down a smile

somebody's haters they don't get it in a long while

listen for a trawl for the miss judge

check grudge waiting on your shoulder harder pick up

got my chin up nigga this what I meet of,

this is what a..could've made us

hold the generations looking down like they hate us

'cause we ain't let em slave

had a lesson revolution power at the paper,

hand taxi live free, prefer my own life over real TV

I mean reality your lowest the morality

funeral for your brain sells..is now a casualty

damn what they want battle me.

It's a war going outside no mean to save from

Smile smile,

..

I will drill these niggas hand, build these niggas 'cause

they cost to kill these niggas wars can make you millions

all you need is two planes, crash em int he buildings

my brother checks go and tell why we're illing 'cause

'cause somethings wrong with this community

come write just rebel tryin to fight the rebel where's the unity

my young and keep that hammer 'caught in the movie

flickin nowadays it only take a set you could do ..shit

I know the lash and puff the hell of pop

my thoughts are left eye and read like stomach is on the belly fly

frontin the acky just to be rappin for a reason

I was placed to a teacher but still feels like

gotta keep my ass out of the streets

I was ought to bust a heatin some rhyme on beats

some add to profit preacher as.. will give for the gap

I'm believin of what they teachin

someone hundred it ain't enough and come with massive a bill

simple mother fuckers we sayin I'll be rapping to real

have fun, keeping the donkeys all my niggas is learning

fill the walls closing in but still the world keep turning

so on this ride we go, rolling kush for hope

and when we pass I just really hope they re-expose,

let the time I make us fly from this life for..

something's wrong we all agree I got a right to shit

'cause I know somethings wrong.