P Walsh - Victimized lyrics

[Intro] [P Walsh]: Oh alright [Shoop]: Alright man, just say something [P Walsh]: Yeah, I f** with this one. Alright look [Hook: Nas] (x2) And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nikes And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike nike nike nikes [Verse 1: P Walsh] I'm a victim to the system I'm just feeling restricted I don't want to pay tuition If I have to make a college visit I'll probably wish I didn't Because the public institution got my head disputing what I want to do with it I don't want to sit in an office None of that nonsense Rather hear bomb threats Steer to oncoming traffic I want to turn speakers to static My tracks will be erratic Rap and rep Boston, that's Esoteric The a** has me distracted I don't want to be a fraction A statistic, a name on a staff list It's Patrick the pacifist from Dallas, Texas f** ethnics, I have the best ethics Critics never got nothing nice to say Critics never ask me how's my day Two sh**s I don't give about their essay Even when you hate you put me on display Disarray, what you feel when you press play on my mixtape Makes you spray tears down your face Makes your mind race at an earthquakes pace I'm so real there's no fake This isn't even a debate Nah, this isn't even a debate [Hook] [Verse 2: P Walsh] I spit the flows like hot coals Hotter than black Nike soles Rubbing on the sidewalk Running from white cops Causing extortion Abort the abortion Treating future orphans like a portion of a person That's murderous torture That baby could've made a fortune Postmortem you're feeling horrid You're probably feeling morbid Would could've adored her, but no you ignored her And now they're with the Lord and You hold pain with no end Human life you can't expend And expect to see progress We can have no less Or else, we'll be hopeless Oh yes [Verse 3: P Walsh] Society has a policy It's hypocrisy It's a mockery Ya mocking me? Imma knock your teeth With my soccer feet I rock the beat I'm Socrates Of this century It's God who sent me here to drive a Bentley Eventually, I mess you up mentally I'm at the scholar gentry These sk**s were not lent to me I'm meant to be It's destiny The best since Elvis Presley This one is done, I'm exiting [Outro] [P Walsh]: I mean, that wasn't that bad right? [Shoop]: I mean, it was alright man, but I wasn't that good