SoulChef, Hydroponikz - The Crude Facts lyrics

[SoulChef, Hydroponikz - The Crude Facts lyrics]

Ayo SoulChef
Thank you for letting me giving me
This platform to speak my mind
Get some things off my chest man from New
York to New Zealand man we got problems
Everyday I wake up I try to navigate you know
And it ain't like how are we gonna sell
These records but it's like how we gonna?
Hold up, peep this

It's a new day
Try your best to navigate through the test
Of terrorist groups and suit's with toupées
Telemarketers disguised as IRS phone
Call provide a text
Saying that thе bill's due
Hoping that you're dumb enough to
Mumblе out your social
That's why I cut off connection but you'd
Rather have the social media exposure
Hopefully some dough and dough from
That program the jewelry poster
They say "that's what I'm supposed to"
I'm not distracted
Put me in pain and sell me a prophylactic
I love a fill term into slinging ads
Burned in my brain feeling like
There's blood on my hands
They come to the dance with
Wolves in wolf garments
In pockets full of keys to
White houses and pedophile apartments
They're like "Ryan
Why you tryna start shit?"
My words is arson
Induce and yet suited for artists
Yeah it's better take the train
Here there's no parking
And them lonely dogs outside
Might start barking
I can tell you nah I'm real comfy in the hood
They're building condos damn I must
Be in the hood ain't no middle class just an
Ugly and the good there's a war going on
This whole country is the hood
It's just a grand scheme
The salary is just a bribe
To kill the man's dream
But are you gon' take it?

They're upstairs tryna keep us downstairs
They're inside tryna keep us out there
Fuck scared we only operate without fear
What we're fighting for, my rights and yours
That's why we take it they
Ain't never really giving much
But we were born to shine regardless
We gon' live it up
It's only fair we do to you
What you did to us
What we're fighting for, our rights and more

Look I'm in the mood that no other
Dude can capture with rap words
Only when you look at my pupils
You get the crude facts
Don't ask me about no trap or no boombap
Ask me if you can contribute
Or you can move back
We can talk about the love or
Hate I got for you dog
We can talk about them kicks
You rockin that's probably frauds
We can talk about the news, the drama
The comedy ya'll
None of that shit'll bring back
The people we lost
On my biological pops and make
Peace with my moms
Goddamn I'm so angry and calm
With a side of vibration and
Um the dynamic high passerby
Passion with a drastic side that
Ya'll not even half alive
The butterfly makes a hurricane when
It flaps in time
Small steps turn to marches on
This path of mine
Slave mentality turn mastermind
They say the top is lonely
Just gimme what you owe me

They're upstairs tryna keep us downstairs
They're inside tryna keep us out there
Fuck scared we only operate without fear
What we're fighting for, my rights and yours
That's why we take it they
Ain't never really giving much
But we were born to shine regardless
We gon' live it up
It's only fair we do to you
What you did to us
What we're fighting for, our rights and more

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