A.B. - Asthma lyrics

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A.B. - Asthma lyrics

One time, for my people. Look Check it I'm a start like this Develop your mind, You are at risk If your ignorance is bliss, don't show it I'm not a rapper, Label me a Poet You know it, Poe-It out like Ice-Tea My friends say I'm a teenage Spike Lee Well, I might be, but I'm from New Orleans 5 years ago I was on a rooftop Dude next to me & he had 2 Glocks Helicopters above 'bout 2 blocks Asked my dad "What we gon' do now" He said "don't ask me boy, ask Allah" Wala! Right then, came a state trooper Sir, I'm tight, I'm trynna get (looser)Luci -Fer Forgive me for my blessings I guess I'm moving in the right direction ...Look Are you really there? & When I pray do you really hear? My mom said I should live in fear Of something that ain't visible ...and I ain't talking 'bout a chemical I'm from Mid-City, What you ain't know Bruh? Protect and Serve's on the hunt like a cobra You better run when they roll-up Cause cops ride wit' cake in they car & I ain't talkin' bout a donut See the upper-cla** got next So they build the condos by the Projects Y'all don't hear me But if I take it out of context, yall'a feel me If I'm an actor, your mind's an Emmy Because I just want to capture it Raise your vernaculars' inaccurate I'm a regular teen, not an activist Ever since they knocked down my childhood house Upper-cla** speak up, but we quiet as a mouse And it can't be heard if you don't open your mouth & They say money talks, I guess words don't count Makes me mad cause we feedin' right into it Say we movin' out cause the murder rate rising Throwing kids in jail, man it's amazing But it ain't his fault, it's the people that raised him ...Here's what you do Raise your child proper Cause no baby came out the womb with a chopper They don't know how to rip a Glock Kids get tatted before they get chicken-pox I ain't a 'A' student But I ain't stupid I'm just trynna shed light like I'm translucent In high school I just wanted to be a graduate And I ain't want to have to sell 'caine after it Because I had a hard time learning calculus My soul is medieval so I'm something like an alchemist Repping for my people I ain't talking just family I'm talking bout the whole New Orleans you understand me!? ...Cause y'all need to develop your mental Instead of attacking with guns, use pencils And I ain't talkin bout the OG's in they 20's & They 30's I'm talkin' 16 years old ridin' round with herpes Cause y'all my genera -tion Of elders lookin' at us like we were mistakes and They say you get a better response when you make sense So instead of makin' dollar I'll make cents(sense) Where's my asthma pump?

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