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lirik lagu my condition – plymouth da pheonix

chea

they told me give this shyt up
this shyt is my heart
they thinking they know me
thinking this is about money
they dont know shyt
about how i feel
or me

verse: 1

emerged in the br-ss bars of my defeat
watching the flag of my country breeze in the wind of souls impeached
they ask
what is my seat
the position i sit
is on the search to be freed
im trapped in a box of fake n-ggas
tryna escape
these n-ggas wanna eat me alive
they so busy tryna relate
they cant even see i rise
on these crabs in a bucket
my own bloodren
told me i’d be nothing
fingers in the air n-gga
f-ck ya
u let a n-gga do someum for u
they think u need um for life
n-gga who u
ur nothing more than a made mans plight
u aint walk my life styles
understand why i shyt where i eat
nope
u aint make it thru tough days
nights u cant sleep
u got ur life styles handed to u
i made a road map
never took hand outs jr
cause i saw life different
im in search of the good life
better liqours
n-ggas got it f-cked up
they wanting the doe
they just playing catch up
im tryna be that king
the true trend
big business
no copied statements
but its really nothing new under the son is it
just derived plans
with a accent of u in it

whewwwwwwwwwwww

if u could feel my heart beat
im turnt up
alot n-ggas offered me -ss to kiss
told me its love
i sent the same -ss back burnt up
raw flesh i feed
my independence is fueled off hates greed
these n-ggas faked on me
they aint never believe
until the checks come in
but when they do
its never goin be air to breathe
im at knecks annually
like swallow ur pride f-ck n-gga
this is my anthem for peas
in a tri pod
telling u n-ggas u can achieve
my god
how did we get here
who’s responsible for the hold up
if the shoe fits
it ships here
allow me to introduce u to my world
some bytches called me a sucker for love
others called me a drunk
i just took flight
held my emotions in a cannon
now watch i dump
on these half a zombies
no futures
chasing fabrics from racist designers
im tryna give poor kids good karma sutra
so they wont grow up in demise
built to murder
cursing our god
slaying they mothers
for bringin them into this fire
the rapture is here
if u aint bout the change n-gga
skinny dip in gas
take that match right there
strike a pose
sand paper scratch it
in die in ur froze
n
soul
of twisted and demented bullshyt
n-ggas think they roses aint scented
until a realer n-gga bang the gavel
game time n-ggas
we just play the lane of success
no travel
we here to finish what malcolm started
the pride that martin walked with
the time is now
my condition is progress

- plymouth da pheonix

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