M.o.c. - Thoughtz become reality

Hand me a pin, I start rapping about this life of sin
We living in, been with the children
And turn around they gossiping
On Twitter and shit, It's getting dangerous
The things we do just to fit in a box
Well a rat wouldn't even stay in that shit
I'm 6'4 what make you think ima fit?
We limitless, now keep yo heart and yo soul
Can't ever let 'em steal yo shit
This shit is getting serious
And watch what yo children watching I guess you really ain't feeling it
I guess I'm just living in the age of liberation
Maybe I'm seeing satan because it's blatant
Right up in you face, and yo mind is hating what you see
And you continue to grab a tree, the weed put you to sleep
We're you can follow up dreamz
Maybe that's what I'm seeing
Maybe that's what I'm seeing
Selling sex, money, guns, hoes, car, clothes
Feel that ses in yo chest?
I guess that's how it goes
Maybe nobody knows, where to go from here
And never bothered doing counseling to let off the tears
Many cries, many fears, too many of my fucking peers
In the belly of the beast for too many years
Now the peers in the pin, daylight they all never see again
Maybe they been studying, now they get the message
Locked in a cage like an animal that shit can get depressin'
Just to keep from stressin'
Learn the history and know before you keep pressin'
Maybe that's what I'm seeing
Maybe that's what I'm seeing
Maybe that's what I'm seeing
Maybe that's what I'm
Eyez is opening, full focus, the locus
Meaning turn you to a nymphaea lotus
And mindz is staying open no more hocus pocus
And they can't control us if we just stick together
And put the differences aside we gone be at it forever
Eating better, feeling better, all looking good, heal together forever
It's all good in the hood
Do you get it understood?
Maybe that's what I'm seeing
Maybe that's what I'm seeing

Writers: Deven Milton

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