lirik lagu jim legxacy - nero playing the fiddle from the citadel
[verse 1]
yeah
your man is a trap n~gga with a deaf future
come and f~ck with a real g’s
and i ain’t paying no homage to all the n~ggas from my ends
i ain’t never had ogs, uh
i am a product of pessimism and a bad religion
holding a novocaine for all them older n~ggas
can’t relate, wish i knew the feeling
wish i didn’t know the feeling
put on a blow with a bro, should’ve died
i am a product of pessimism and a bad religion
i ain’t putting no money where their hands are
bad religion, holding a novocaine for all the older n~ggas
can’t relate, wish i didn’t know the feeling
wish i knew the feeling, yeah, yeah
[bridge]
people can choose to interpret it as that, but the point is
i’m equating it with the push for racial equality and the push for rights for gay people
i’m saying if you’re gonna call those things—
[verse 2]
asking my mother how many times i’ve gotta hear this prayer
feels like god has done abandoned his people
this life has gotta be the sequel to death
cause this h~ll that i’ve been living in is nothing but suffering
i was running out of tears and serotonin
not much left of it’s left, not much left of the zest
kesteroat, i’m bugging out now my depression is pressed
forced to read it, the reports on my poverty
passing my eyes ain’t turning crimson, the blood is boiling
my pain is seeping, my mummy’s sleeping, my dad ain’t on it
i slept on sulfates, we ain’t the owners, i can’t afford it
just afforded stability, it’s too expensive for a guy like me
all these nights i’ve seen, my n~ggas trip on class as
all intended to escape the days in they brain
and the next day they waking up forgetting they faced
all friends leaving prison cells after doing their time
they lost their mind and brain cells while inside
the path of an artist in london’s even harder
’cause the pockets are smaller and if you different n~ggas treat you like sh~t
without a point where i’ll sign anything to switch the story
get my brothers out the trenches to balamori to citadel
it’s like the end to the means
f~ck type of message that sends to the fiends
it’s just that it sends to the fiends
and n~ggas think that they chosen but haven’t met me yet
i puff a set when the feds was raiding the crib and they kicked the door
and my dad and my bro was crying the floor with them —
i was painting their ends and i seen a shimmy
they even hand poppies to black kids
searching lean to the teens for the trauma they gave us
could’ve skunk in the weed i got is a lot on the block
with all of them dealers maybe i can crack the code to buy freedom
but i ain’t ever seen freedom
[outro]
virtue signaling, why is wearing a poppy in the—
why are you comparing the two? one is, one is entirely different from the other
well, that is the issue that you will disagree on
yeah, well, that’s the thing, you— you— you say that the—
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