Del The Funky Homosapien - Memory Loss lyrics

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Del The Funky Homosapien - Memory Loss lyrics

You try to get over You're gonna go under You try to get over You're gonna go under Literally it's 3030 I don't got time To be wasting time on you Slow pokes I want ya all to, get open, like the ocean Brothers be buggin like, He's from Oakland? What? I'll whoop you insinuatin' we ain't capable Stupid a** n***as is gonna rape a hoe A few out a thousand My town is foundin' fathers of the black panthers We provide answers You don't wanna believe Then ya all are some blind ba*tards They got you set up real good your neuralizing Industry rising while energies reclining n***as think I'm whinin' but I really don't give a sh** 'Cuz everybody's dyin' but ya all think that's the end of it That's why it's so easy to be a Benedict Or imitate 'cuz they wouldn't teach ya Algebra When you was eight Now you fornicate and you hate children Forgot where you came from now your straight illin' Don't fight the feelin', you better deal with it It don't matter what you do or say Try to get away but I'm gonna catch ya Wanna compare your self to them Well guess what homeboy you Don't match up I'm my own individual so I know it isn't true Just 'cuz you say it is 'cuz anything thats truth Got proof it, ain't you? Thats simply just the way it is Lookin' up the sky is red City's burning up over head (Flame on baby) We can make the best of it (Rock that) In this post apocalypse (Right on) I'm on some real sh** So real brothers feel this 'Cuz we know reality is crazy Thats why nothin' amaze me Look in the past, you might have to go Farther then the book in your cla** My n***as cookin' some crack And mom's gets the first hit Thats okay with you? thats okay with me I'm not here to judge the way you be I got my own complications The government shoe less rations Plantations is man labor For five bucks for hourly intervals I get a G for that So believe what I spit to you is given back Don't think that I'm livin' that dream When the I.R.S reposes most of your cream Its like I dream when I lye I wake up I see all the people I disrespected And try to make up It's praise to the creator Relate to nature

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