Chad A. Marshall - Pariah lyrics

Introduction: "I'm young, I'm handsome, I'm fast, I'm pretty, and can't possibly be beat" - The Great / Legendary Muhammad Ali [Lead In] Thank you for joining me, on this journey. And I gotta prove nothing to you, I ain't gotta prove nothing to you. And I gotta prove nothing to you. Hold up, we're gonna do it like this [Verse One] Was outcasted in a world of madness I'm still laughing from all the pain that we managed I'm still smiling for the broken hearted They're lost in misfortune See there's a way out My n***a try your best when avoiding obstacles Keep your head up like Pac said But now that Pac's dead I figured I would pa** the juice to you without the trigger And maybe you could Be that Center of attention that you belong in You get lost up in that space where all them stars is I'm chillin My n***a please You'll never catch me up on my knees I'm never asking for no handouts Unless the love is 50/50 They crippin up on the corner still And they boolin like the 90s But I'm focused on that unity Are you man enough to try it? See I grew up with them ese's (riverside, P-Town) Said I grew up with them ese's [Verse Two] Spit a verse like the Heaven's cursing in third person I'm the candyman But walking off with the serpent Through your synagogue Dedicated misdemeanor turn into felonies My black and brown gepettos speak In intelligent tongues And border crossing slave marketers Wishing that God was the Devil The news reporters abandoned the ghettos And forced us to settle But I just want my bread and bu*ter dawg What the f** is you talking The blood of a king Three hundred years don't define our intelligence [Chorus] We ain't gotta talk about the struggle n***as We ain't gotta talk about the pains We don't want to ever have to k** each other But n***as ain't the only ones to blame (2x) And I don't want to be another murdered on the block Thirty bullets from the cops p**y never had to bust it I was running from the ops You was flexing in the dickies They was creeping out the window Saw them reaching out the top Damn A Couple Shots will turn your life into a memory (2x) [Bridge] Unify. Unify. I swear to God, we must unify Black and Brown people. If we do not unify, we will not have a community to exist within. This is Hip Hop [Verse Three] Low Lows and a Cadillac reppin him The flow is ga**in him Trust me A couple Polaroids in the box Don't lust for me Internet gangsters Thirty something n***as acting like they sixteen You was Maybelline I was the Black Constantine Been crossing over the space odyssey My 20/20 vision remaining blurry throughout my childhood See democracy was the illusion We all fell for it The Devil's Advocate Al Pacino reflective dialogue What is love? The only reaction more compa**ionate Than a woman's touch (breaker breaker, one two) The only reaction more compa**ionate Than a woman's touch Feed the People "and do something, few human beings could do" - Richard Pryor [Chorus] We ain't gotta talk about the struggle n***as We ain't gotta talk about the pains We don't want to ever have to k** each other But n***as ain't the only ones to blame (2x) And I don't want to be another murdered on the block Thirty bullets from the cops p**y never had to bust it I was running from the ops You was flexing in the dickies They was creeping out the window Saw them reaching out the top Damn A Couple Shots will turn your life into a memory (2x)