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Rashad & Confidence
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Rumors of War
Yeah, read the headlines, it's another dramatic episode
That's what we face daily living on this reckless globe
My pen explodes just writing about these present days
Losing optimism, thinking things'll never change
And the streets on fire, always in an endless blaze
From gun for gun combat where plenty lead exchange
Soon as the metal sprays innocents get sent to graves
Based on any cause, from money to a jealous rage
Or maybe orders a presidential directive gave
To put a head out on enemies forming a domestic
A world consumed in violence and always infested
By men blood-shed, it's just another norm accepted
Nation overseas war-torn and neglected
While people mourning on the loss those the coroners inspected
Call the president, for what, it's all evident
He'd rather promote war stead of resolving (?)
I got a future on my mind, as I'm staring at the atlas
Who knows what tomorrow brings, I'm searching for the answers
The good days are gone now, it's obvious and quite clear
That the American dream is now a nightmare
And nothing is sure, but at the end I will win
And as regardless to the factor that the projection is grand
The revolution won't be heard if the records don't spin
So tell the DJ play it over, again and again
Ayo, reality is harsh enough to make you want to take the bottom
And pour the liquor out to wash away the pain and sorrow
Fighting with time 'cause it seems to be my greatest rival
But by the looks of things who knows what I'mma face tomorrow
Judging of the direction the world is spinning in
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Living on a land has been cursed since the beginning when
Eve bit the fruit from the serpent that was slithering
We went from purposeful living, attending church to the terrors from sinning
Now we all about chasing papes, worshipping fur and Timbalands
Young teens is only concerned with earning Benjamins
Instead of being intellect, swell-learned and disciplined
Brainwashed by media through co-worker conditioning
Politicians work behind the scenes, I heard 'em whispering
Jotting up plans to put the world in imprisonment
No time to sleep, you better stay alert to how the system is
And end up as a casualty
Yo, people buried alive from financial collapses
Purposely designed just to deprive the masses
The rich eat good while we starve for the rashes
Work hard, while they commit frauds and live lavish
Casualties of wall street from stock market crashes
The wicked prosper while we suffer, it's all backwards
Young troops fighting abroad, taking chances
Putting they lives to risk and being blown to ashes
All they wanted was scholarships to pay for classes
But in return they got sent back home in caskets
Wrapped in American flags, it's type tragic
Lives shattered over many lives crafted
But politicians want to see their dollars expanding
Corruption running wild they ramping on the hostile planet
So I prepare for the worst with the time I've been granted
Shedding light on those who wasn't wise enough to grasp it
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