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Aw yeah
It's D
Just another nigga in this rap game, you know what I'm sayin'?
A dreamer, a survivor, a hustler, a struggler, a son
Ain't gotta come out to say I'm real, you feel me?
Just listen to my soul and see for yourself
Make my decisions over logic, good sense
Reason and math
Cause although knowledge is a curse
My nigga, look where I'm at
Thank lord God for social projects
That envision inclusion
And prevent niggaz like myself
From falling into delusion
International real nigga
With a motherfucking attitude
A bachelor's degree and grad school
I practice gratitude
My flow so cold that
It resembles Aspen in the winter
My energy so high
Y'all tryna match it like it's tinder
I'm the master of my faith
Hail Mary's been my guider
She held me on her Arms
My second birth just made me brighter
Straight A's in Middle and high school
Off heart and dedication
Though my perception of reality
Led to frustration
Cause education was never
Based on democracy
This equal-opportunities bullshit
Ain't nothing but hypocrisy
In life, I'm tryna find the answers
You can't find on Google
My legacy's bout self-respect
I aint seeking approval
Say one time, for niggaz steady
Working on their goals
Two times, for single mommas
Getting that dough
Three times, for those who grind
And keep it on the low
Still putting on a show
Keep pushing and
One time, for real niggaz
Who got your back
Two times, for my people
Steady managing stress
Three times, for those
Who feel depressed
But don't crack
Just keep rolling
Ain't never felt that I belonged in here
The feeling is chronic
Like Dre in 92, soundtrack of the hood
Made me ironic
Planning, painting, plotting, points of view
The matter of creation
I need to fight anxiety
But they taught me
How to solve equation
You drop a beat, I drop a rhyme
The truth, no review
Steady dropping knowledge on your brain
Like Iverson dropped Ty Lue
My raps connected with my purposes
Like Tyson punches
Combining passion with my Dreams
I'm eating off them brunches
Hungry as fuck
I'm banging on the door
Please let me in
My pocket's aint solid enough
The drive come from within
I'm the King of my own story
I don't need a crown
Chasing money, mental health, respect, glory
Perhaps, renown
One time, for niggaz steady
Working on their goals
Two times, for single mommas
Getting that dough
Three times, for those who grind
And keep it on the low
Still putting on a show
Keep pushing and
One time, for real niggaz
Who got your back
Two times, for the homies
Steady managing stress
Three times, for those
Who feel depressed
But don't crack
Just keep rolling
Niggaz don't even believe
When I tell em Where Im from, bro
One hunnid
Yo, understand knowledge is power bro
But It enhances your perception of reality
And that's When it get fucked up, you know what I'm sayin'?
Perhaps you were better off
Not knowing how the engine
That surround you connect
To keep the world going round, my nigga
This shit really depressing
But u feel me
Hustlers gotta hustle
It's just he way it is
I'm still here and I ain't going nowhere
Salvador is on the map my nigga
Believe that
Yours truly
D. Whistle