Agenda-Locksmith

Here we go y'all Here we go Here we go y'all Here we go Can I Kick It? (Yes you can) Go They say we living in a generation that's full of gentrification A gender based agenda is a genuine indication Bicker back and forth about who controls the premisses, but it's all stolen land from the native people indigenous The remnants of a reverend is irrelevant They justify the why through cinematic embellishments Then we let elitists mislead us The buffer? Turn working class whites against all people of color We suffer the same affliction through economic restrictions Focus on skin tone while their pockets have since grown It's known; the black and white concept is just a myth Until they could profit from it race didn't exist From the current face of a felon to the state that we fell in To the fabrication and bait after Bacon's Rebellion it was telling They won't stop until the spectrum is stretched Til we see our selves as one, we can never progress Can I Kick It? (Yes you can) Well I'm gone Imagine if I came to your home as a houseguest Murdered your whole family before the food could digest Waited a hundred years to make an unlawful pack then put your grandfather's face on a baseball hat, helmet or jersey Early sign of a corporate influx Separate church and state then state in god we trust On the back of your paper deity How do we break free of thee superficially made handcuffs they hand us Not saying dwell on the past make em pay from a far but you can't expect us to heal and not acknowledge the scars Back in college I saw The vast majority of the frats and sororities go in debt Still the masses applaud No passion at all. Depending on weather you act or you pause It's like we pay to got to school to get a job to pay for school The pace is cruel If we do pay it off we have to go to a therapist and try to repair the mental damage it caused They want us to deport the Mexicans, block the Middle East, prostitute the Youth and shoot poor people in the streets The fortunate repeat pull your bootstraps, but the leather has been weathered get tethered after a few laps And whether do you do act or fall back it's still strenuous Most of us know this but the motives are disingenuous this continuous lack of admission is why we rap with conviction and break our backs to close the gap that you swim in Every rappers opinion, basically fed to them They want to recite the same hype like a Teleprompter was read to them Non responsive, I'm dead to them My subconscious is lead brewing I remember the time when we were considered less than human Three clicks from 3/5s People are quick to judge still claiming that he riffs but still There's no way to un-reap these My family are immigrants; does that make me a sub-species?