Correction Paroles All So New par Stalley

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(Verse 1: Stalley)
We talk money till the spirit come
And talk violence like we deaf &amp; dumb
Death we overcome every wake up in the morn
Just a spiritual reality over the drum
Hallelujah to the tutors trapped in the slums
Trying to feed wisdom to the young
Bring love to the heartless hope that feeling come
Take the weight off the shoulders make the ceiling the sun
We star reaching often forgotten no star treatment
No hard grieving
Just work till we all even
No offseason
Knuckles bleeding from all this fighting
Worth every blow when you see those we enlightened
A vibrant glow won't let fortune divide a soul
Crabs in a bucket got it boiling hot
So we turn up the temperature until the hatin stop
Blind leading the blind we hip to Satans plot
Found God in us liberated from all the nonsense
Strong minded won't never see that the brain flinch
I hang with Moors and Israelites
That keep me sharp as a Ginsu knife
Its all relative
Funny how words can make us relatives
They say the language is pure until you sell the shit
Well mine can't price tag
Everything i say i mean and won't take back

(Hook)
Because its all so new and ...... X3

(Verse 2: Stalley)

Sat desperate for days trying to fill a page
My thoughts locked in a cage i started building raged
Marijuana and sage at my personal rave
Holistic psychedelics brought a mental change
Clear as the water my thoughts became pure
Anxiety and stress i had to endure
Was barely outside i kept it indoors
My sanity i had to fend for
Less or more the importance of allure
Was taking over my core
Off centered for sure
My balance on the floor
But i'm back 10 Toes black rose out the soil
Speaking for every black boy without a voice
Who hustle without a choice
Whose father was always void
Who momma was unemployed
But still stay overjoyed
The strong stay moving forward
We keep it on the accord
So wins don't tally off
Accumulate no lost
Life is a high cost
But also can end cheap
Pass knowledge along
But also let friends speak
Some men wealthy and some make ends meet
But all got in common trying to feed they family
Never looking for handout nothing you can hand me
I'm still on A, won't ever see plan B
And this all so new shit
Don't let'm tell your story
Create your own damn news clip

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