Christian Deshun - Undisclosed

Eventually everything must fade
It's the return of the black individual
Looking for the residual through audio picking sounds
But no sounds to tremble the divine
Align mines, but minds gonn get at you the alert
I'm that new flame
Look, stand for something or die
No far from in or thinking nobody will get you
Shuffling the cards of life they may have dealt you
The African omega, million they made me better
Guys meet the creator, well wishing, picking efficient
With the niggas they hold me down like hackers
When the good shit, Jesus
Vanity slave tryina find a way to keep breathing
But god I get trippin, then trippin like I'm Jesus
Those slumps and caring they really fiending
'Cause them youngings mouth full of slush
You shoot out at all your plug
Yeah we plugged in with these young plugs
And cars, because they seek an intro to transgression
Say how you mean it
Yeah remain a vertigo composer,
Composing intros and closers
Tryina push this rap shit like bogus
I wake him up like vultures
Carry no posters, we part of seeing imitation in truth
Like we was Moses
Boys in blue carry pride and being chauffeurs
As we carry pride and lies and get exposure
And while jolly the tenant paint the picture of section 8 so vivid
It kill my soul to watch the youngings living
Yet we living for the moment
Permanent premonition empower moves our owning
But only to self-destruct, when I conduct
With the corrupt who don't give fucks about this all that we create, nigga
Yet we smooth like criminals, our voice subliminal
Still in back all of my culture
When them vultures, who will never understand
Why I carry the weight of the in sound in my head
Put no pressure on, running my place in their place
There is dark where it's art
The new swamp renaissance, get remain at the top
Ghetto parish no savior
I'm always behaved yeah can't do for ya
It's my time, watch the young mind that's still rise
If a nigga egg fell then we put them on the line
It's a shame, that's the game in a young nigga's mind
It's a shame, that's the game in a young nigga's mind like

I'ma get all this money, I'ma get all this cash
Nigga I'ma book you big
Niggas we gonn live like this
I'ma get all this money, I'ma get all this cash
Nigga I'ma book you big
Niggas we gonn live like this
I'm just with my niggas hang, hang, hang, yeah
Hanging, yeah, hanging, yeah
Said we hanging yeah, hanging yeah

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