WILD from #THEFIXER by KYI
Tracklist
| 10. | WILD | 4:05 |
Lyrics
You ain't have enemies
if you never stood on your lines
In this world, hardest thing to do
Is trying to be kind,
Hard looking in the eyes,
Of those moving against the kind
Played nice all my life,
Smiled for the camera,
All I see are other rappers
Lying to be glamorous,
If you're on with me, don’t chicken,
Don’t backtrack,
Whatever the DJ spins,
Man's gonna spit that,
Sending shots, you know the people gonna hit back,
No knick-knacks, no roll back and get scratched,
Deep end, dropped in, eyes focus, locked in,
I grew up begging for snacks, now I be snacking,
I’m from the North, where we breathe smoke,
Where still waters run deep,
Teenagers be playing stab and poke,
Dirkbiking construction on the moat,
Hop the border, better grab a boat,
Politics playing like the soaps,
Walk in the juggle, you ain’t see shit
Or you gonna be dying for dope
Talk is cheap, hide from the heat,
Trust me, you don’t know the scope
You want to last long better write a note,
Make move, take an oath,
Cause that shit means more than vote,
Grab an arm, side to side,
With the people is where we ride,
Either the mafia, the police,
Or the government,
gonna leave you unalive.
Still I breathe smoke to survive,
Watch pain unfold through my eyes,
Oh they burn, they water
They burn, they water ***
Cry since the day of birth,
But look away, it ain’t your concern,
Airstrikes leave my dead and burned,
The air is filled as their urn
Now they live in my bloodstream
Now the world dams their streams.
Electrical CEOs gorge on a salary
That the people will never earn
Factionalists fight for their own team
The only thing I drive is a dream
Ignorant cunts judging me before knowing me
Live and learn, that they never did,
Dig your own graves, I said now you dig.
Living here, might as well light a cig,
Take puff, but I guess a pack aint enough,
The dragons never know enough,
Tired of the stuff, taking rights away
Laws are made by those who can pay
The Stateless, never gonna see that day
The Workers never get a say,
Opportunists and Distractors bickering
As they decapitate and castrate,
The people's state of mind,
The soldier stand in line,
Kids shattered dreams,
Up in smoke,
Farmers cry as the politicians gloat
Zones of interest
Boards only care to invest
To them we just insects
They eat and ingest
They just shit out x 2
I’m from the North, where we breathe smoke,
Where still waters run deep,
Teenagers be playing stab and poke,
Dirkbiking construction on the moat,
Hop the border better grab a boat,
Politics playing like the soaps,
Walk in the juggle, You ain’t see shit
Or you gonna be dying for dope
Talk is cheap, hide from the heat,
Trust me you don’t know the scope
You want to last long better write a note,
Make move, take an oath,
Cause that shit means more than vote,
Grab an arm, side to side,
With the people is where we ride,
Either the mafia, the police,
Or the government,
gonna leave you unalive.
Still I breathe smoke to survive,
Watch pain unfold through my eyes,
Oh they burn, they water
They burn, they water ****
Credits
Produced, Mix, and Mastered by KYI








