To Rate★ Verse 1: Queen Drie ★
There comes a time in a man’s life
You got to go and get it
And the training wheels is off
You either riding or you down with it
Face down in it
It a be unfortunate if its a puddle
You gon drown in it
Is you getting the message
Fuck repeating it
Influencers of bullshit
Fast notoriety
Poisonous society
Prisons at capacity
Hand selecting all these fiends, taking our culture
Flip it and use it against us
Lose your life a young age to drugs, you a legend
★ Chorus: Queen Drie ★
How the U.S. got the biggest prison system
Think about it
How they take a culture sexualize it then weaponize it
How they take our struggles tie em to record labels
Monetize it
How they claiming ‘erybody that made it Illuminati
Think about it reflect on it
It hurt don’t it
Now think about it reflect on it
It hurt don’t it
Now think about it reflect on it
It hurt don’t it
Now be about it uh
★ Verse 2: Queen Drie ★
They making 20K a year off each black man that’s in there
If you not in there they a have yo homies put you on a t-shirt
Guns in the hood up it till you can’t breathe air
Analytical, financial, psychological warfare
★ Bridge: Queen Drie ★
If it’s hurting y’all don’t show it
The media they control it
Brutal blunt force they bullies still we let them control it
Putting guns in the projects
Killing of the prophets
Rest up Pac, Nipsey and Malcolm X uh
★ Verse 2b: Queen Drie ★
How many times we gotta tell y’all ‘fore y’all listen up
How many times they gotta kill us ‘fore we wisen up
Talk shows blog posts Judas of our own
How much a dollar really cost?
Enslaved to the paper
Enslaved to the vapor
You huff it then you puff it
Don’t even love your neighbor how you gonna love the maker
Don’t even love yourself say black ain’t beautiful
Stop all the coonery clown shit buffoonery
★ Bridge: Queen Drie ★
If it’s hurting y’all don’t show it
The media they control it
Brutal blunt force they bullies still we let them control it
Putting guns in the projects
Killing of the prophets
Rest up Pac, Nipsey and Malcolm uh
★ Chorus: Queen Drie ★
How the U.S. got the biggest prison system
Think about it
How they take a culture sexualize it then
Weaponize it
How they take our struggles tie em to record labels
Monetize it
Now they claiming everybody that made it Illuminati
Think about it reflect on it
It hurt don’t it
Said think about it reflect on it
It hurt don’t it
Said think about it reflect on it
It hurt don’t it
Now be about it uh
Be about it uh
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