Proph (US) - Mental Slavery lyrics

Where I'm from we don't wake up to cups of Folgers We wake up to guns and holsters and look up to those on posters [Like] Targets trying to find an aim Transitions like rollercoasters distract us from focused motives Hopin' a lame provokes a stain to attain a "Gain" Like detergent it's urgent that we deplete the cycle It's a shame we mo prone to tote a rifle than quote the bible Disciples and women that will follow your team But waking up is like a nightmare to follow your dream And see jail's a plantation, probation's the new slavery Slang 'cain to gain a name enticed by the whips and chains It's conditioned in our brain, so who's the one to blame? I'm too possessed by the dollars to try to make a change It's conditioned in my brain, guess I'm the one to blame I'm too possessed by the dollars to try to make a change I take the wool off my eyes fightin' my demise And when the sun rise, I look myself in the eyes and say...