Tragedy Khadafi - The Message (Aura Check) lyrics

rate me

[VERSE 1: Tragedy Khadafi]

When I die, lay me in the earth with Armani linen

And send apologies out to all the women

That I ran through, thought I was the man cause I fucked em

But was less of a man cause I didn't instruct em

Could it be the lack of love that I had for self?

Too preoccupied with material wealth

Maybe I was just as weak as them lookin for help

What goes around comes around, only time'll tell

My hood is paradise but the D's is hell

Just waitin to burn a nigga if my shit don't sell

Some say that I'm weak, some label me a genius

My mind's deep, get up in you like a intravenous

Diseases, too many of us thinkin with our penis

Killin the bloodline, the seeds is anemic

Abortions, coulda killed off the next leader

Aura check, step your game up, nigga, the seeds need us

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Now every ounce of blood in me gon' live for struggle

Platinum on the street, nigga, triple and double

What a thug do? I don't know, time'll tell

These cowards hug the sky, some die in a cell

We came up off the streets but some of us fell

In the struggle now, goin out, gunnin in hell

What you live for? Money and power, we all ride, nigga

Till they lay me down in the earth, we gon' rise, nigga

[VERSE 2: Tragedy Khadafi]

I'm still holdin my head, still reportin

One foot is in the hood, the other's up in a coffin

The devil want my soul so bad, he make me nauseous

But I'm usin my head, proceed to movin with caution

Can't get caught up in what these niggaz is lost in

The best kept secret is best kept sacred

The hatred, whole rap industry is Matrix

Raped what we created, leave us starvin and naked

We need more strong independents and less majors

Hit us with weak advances, try to enslave us

Then charge a small interest on the money they gave us

Take the same mentality I had on the street

But more advanced like CD, enhaced, I'm deep

Born alone, never die alone, nigga, never sleep

Born alone, never die alone, nigga, never sleep

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[VERSE 3: Tragedy Khadafi]

Better run, muthafucka, like the D's is comin

Better write the illest rhymes like life depends on it

What you gon' do when they change the currency of money?

It's one world, one government and one country

We plagued with media propaganda, they plannin

To take away your right wisdom and overstandin

Right action, comrade, blowin my canon

Movement through this music, we bear the struggle

On the grind with these rhymes, CDs I hustle

Moms taught me how to be a warrior, in fact

If you don't stand for somethin then you die on your back

But fuck that, all my livewires overreact

It works like it's the first and we movin them packs

This story'll be repeated if we fall off track

Fast forward to the future, niggaz can't look back

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