Sojourner Truth Lyrics

They yellin white power, we sellin white powder

Enough K's to start guerrilla wars right now

They told me calm down, they say I'm too extreme

I think yall too calm, we aint got shit but dreams

Stare at the same shit and we might see two different things

I'm seein cain, flips, indictments you just seein fiends

I'm seein chains, whips and prices on our kings & queens

Now yall think chains, whips and diamonds equal everything

I bought the streets a wedding ring but she fuck everybody

It feel good but on the Hood she fucked errybody

You still wanna hit it, anybody can get it

Nobody live forever, what if bodies is prisons

The flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Until my last breath, it's GBL what

If you don't know shut the fuck up and listen

We caught em cookin so we stuck up the kitchen

Bitch

I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets

I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased

I'm so Battle Creek, I'm so Mid-West

I'm so numb now, I seen too much death

I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets

I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased

I'm so Battle Creek, I'm so Mid-West

I'm so numb now, I seen too much death

Generation after generation

Court cases after cases, caskets wit young faces

Trade places wit us, take this hate that's wit us

See how they crossed my heart, and made me hate my niggas

They don't love us they just faking wit us

Four people died in Boston, Detroit had over 400 killings

That's in one year, 2012 stats

The devil's hand print like this where he fell at

Michigan

Don't no innocence exist where it's hell at

I rose from the dead, write it down and tell that

Y'all telling everything else

They probably wont believe, what I done seen but shit

Everything help

My soul caught on fire by itself

Like God dropped his son off, we break bread while candles melt

Visual

They murdered messiahs, converted to violence

Try to help these niggas, and get murdered behind it

I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets

I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased

I'm so Battle Creek, I'm so Mid-West

I'm so numb now, I seen too much death

I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets

I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased

I'm so Battle Creek, I'm so Mid-West

I'm so numb now, I seen too much death

Post Traumatic Stress, I seen it all happen

My Hood beefin wit itself, shit is all backwards

Half these bitches play wit death and life is all ratchet

Most these niggas out for self Homie, they all actin

Round of applause I should stand up and start clappin

This city small we know the truth, fuck is yall rappin

Let's be real yall aint all stackin

But if you act like you got it before you get it, then you crawl backwards

Plus these rats watchin, you better watch yo words

And these cats plottin, you better watch yo birds

These niggas back robbin, the prices back up

The savage taught survival, the righteous backed up

Why

I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets

I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased

I'm so Battle Creek, I'm so Mid-West

I'm so numb now, I seen too much death

I'm a street nigga, but I hate the streets

I want a statue by Sojourner Truth when I'm deceased

I'm so Battle Creek, I'm so Mid-West

I'm so numb now, I seen too much death