Misanthropy - X-Raided

If you in your car buckle up

But if you don’t like what I’m sayin' when you see me knuckle up

No studio gangsta stories or tall tales full of fiction

I’m spittin' the life of a nigga that’s full of indecision

Don’t know which way to go

At the crossroads

It’s time to elevate the game

Cuz they spit the same ol' same

Cuz a nigga done grew up

Through some shit that’ll make the average nigga fold up

Thought I had it sowed up

But hold up, you know what?

I realized the World wouldn’t give a fuck whether I’m here or not

And that’s contrary to all that other madness that you hear a lot

Ain’t no bigger figures, just us niggas

Sometimes they give us action

This shit is crashin' back to Earth like Michael Jackson

It don’t matter how much scrilla

You got, you still a nigga

They either assassinate your character, frame ya, or they kill you

I don’t blame you, if you don’t feel the, game I wrote

We’ve been brainwashed, unconscious prisoners ever since we left the boat

Subliminal messages from bands to reject this shit

But they can’t hide the truth no matter what they try to do

My judgment day is everyday

Fuck what they say

And make 'em pay

Grab your H.K., and dragon slay

And make a day

Would you rather ride or stay a puppet?

In the ghetto makin' crumbs, why they makin' scrilla by the bucket

But fuck it

To each his own

But to me it’s on

Fuck the chest, forget the vest, I’m aimin' for enemy domes

Cuz only the strong, survive, one life to live

Let off some rounds

What’s that sound?

It’s goin' down

Fuck all y’all

Fuckin' with my mind

Until you all fall

Misanthropy

Fuckin' with my mind

You can’t understand yours

Now can you understand my

Misanthropy?

Second Verse:

I did four hundred years in Hell

Now they tryin' to give me twenty-five to life in the cell

Got’cha boy on the run and if they catch me it’s over

Rollin' in a Nova

Three-fifty packin' a forty-caliber Mag importer

Declarin' war, on the system

Askin' for help, but the muthafuckas didn’t listen

They tried to get killed, but now they label me a killer

You lived by the scroll, but you gone die by the scrilla

Neither of you can see the pain in my eyes, fuck a disguise

I wear it on my shoulder like a bass

Causin' casualties like M*A*S*H

Been a soldier in the truest sense

Born and raised in a war zone, it’s always on

And you can die in an instant

As infants grow up to be convicts

Knew how to shoot a gun since the age of six

Little lunatic

Papa didn’t wanna raise a punk

Beat’cha til' you hate it, his ass grew up and beat’cha while you ride punk

I’m unapproachable, can’t nobody tell me shit

I got my mind made up, fuck a psychiatrist

I don’t need nobody tryin' to tell me what I’m thinkin'

The ghetto is stuck on quicksand and it’s sinkin', it’s goin' down

We are peaceful people

We are loving people

We love everybody who loves us

We’re non-violent with people who are non-violent with us

We are NOT non-violent with ANYONE, who is violent with us

Third Verse:

]From day one the odds was against me

Nate one have love for a nigga, so the Devil tried to tempt me

To loc up, revolt, rebel

Said «You might as well

You already, livin' in Hell»

I got, somethin' in my soul tellin' me «Nigga this shit ain’t right»

The Lord never answered, but I prayed with all my might

So fuck waitin' patient, it’s a virtue I don’t have

I got money on my mind and I want my shit in cash

Fuck a forty acre and a mule

I want everything that you owe me, it’s time to pay your dues

I was used, and abused, for centuries

But when they mention warfare, they never mentioned me

But can you picture me?

On top of the World?

Runnin' shit with a major attitude

Madder than that prophet bitch

With a clip full of shit

Tearin' your ass to pieces, when the trigger releases

You’re deceased and you got them P. D's, D. A's, judges and polices

Peep the thesis

We gets, hot like volcanic lava

I’m down to slide a niggas drama

Speedin' shit up like some java

Fuck a comma

It don’t pause, I’m steady unloadin'

Unstoppable nigga the Glock goes plop-plop on that ass

And suckers steady foldin'

I’m hatin' men like the lesbians

Always down for drama doin' shit just thesbian

Only love my Mama, traumatize your ass with the quick

Better come prepared if you try to ride or try to diss my clique

It’s goin' down nigga