Tareek - No Good lyrics

[Intro] Tareek The Blazin' Ladies and gentelmen Maybe I'm blind.. but all i see is.. A whole bunch.. a whole bunch of liars.. Of hypocrites, of no good, man [Verse 1] Wake! and open up your f**ing eyes Open up your ears, come around listen to dirty lies Never use guns but the weapon is the mic Can't you see that the economy is going like.. damn Aces of manipulation, all you do is pretend The submission is over, time to expand Why free minds are put behind the bars And you let go the muthaf**as who made the scars Why you blind to see the people eating from the trash We see the gleams, the dreams fading to damn ash Patience is a b**h, government is a hoe The president, marionette, wa** up pinocchio Re-change your gla**es maybe you can see us better You teeling the truth, but all I see is a storyteller We are victimized, we struggle, we gon' hold You were victimized, ur struggle has been sold [Hook] f**ed up mood, hungry but no food People goin' rude, they call it manhood Blind and deaf dude, oh yeah i wish i would In a muthaf**ing country of no good! [verse 2] I wanna believe that I'm living a nightmare When I see people walking with their feet bare When I see people have nothing to damn wear Selfishness yoke em, about positions they care I swear this ain't fair, we living with no air High d**h rate, man, is that a warfare? Speaking the truth, I dare, f** y'all no scare f** that man, beware, we ready to flare We better stop and stare, befo' we slip in the snare Won't back to the lair for seeing ur damn glare Runnin' a state on a wheelchair, can't go upstairs Married to honesty, love money, what a damn affair Like you take your damn share, gimme my damn fare We thrown in a dark chare, f** it! we can bear You thieves but aglare, we poor but aware We live to fight you! muthaf**as, no despair [Hook] [Verse 3] They call em ministers, I call em cave men The president in them shadow become a slave man Ain't sh** changed, deep sh** still the same Misery, the same, what should we stop the blame Got a good aim, imma ignite the flame The president is lame, ain't that a damn shame! First name "scape", last name "goats" We sinkin' in sh**, there ain't no safety boats While the people looking for the muthaf**in' surface The clowns are performing it that damn circus Y'all pretend to be scheming, sh** is ironic Damn sick country, sickness seems to be chronic I shoot from the hip, my mind's my president Maybe you invade minds, I'm independent You tryna shut the people up, I'm so diffrent Maybe you k** people but not thoughts, pens are provident [Hook]