Free The Robots

Bout to one-take this shit, nigga

Dear diary, what a day it's been

Dear diary, it's been just like a dream

Illuminati tryin' to read my mind with a eagle eye

And the haze got me thinkin', why

We killed osama and plenty innocent people died

We should see the signs, but we stevie blind

No disrespect to the man or the legend, but

I'm sick and tired of askin' my brethren if

It all ends in 2011

Would God come through or would he actually forget us?

Cause, apocalypse is getting closer

But they're more focused on that lil youth sippin' soda

Fuck the sugar act, niggas out pushin' crack

And I lost my father figure because of that

So can I live? Or is my brother tryin' to gun me down

Scuffle a couple of rounds 'til we hear the thunder sound

No lightening, clash of the titans

And after the violence a moment of silence

Cause I want mine the fast way

The ski mask way, lookin' for a fast pay

And instead of stickin' up for each other

Pickin' up guns and stickin' up our brothers

So fuck 'em all, I'm comin' through ragin'

And I won't stop 'til reagan is caged in

Mom tell me I should let the lord handle it

The arm of the law is tryin' to man-handle us

A man's world, but a white man's planet

And the doors are slowly closing while we

Fallin' through the cracks of it

It's a shame that flippin' crack will be

The best alternative if you don't make it rappin'

These crack houses and trap houses are trappin' us in

And in the end we're gonna remain stagnant

I ain't havin' it