Puppet Master by Jeff Smith Lyrics
(Hook)
We're being controlled, got the strings on my back
Gotta break their hold, with no strings attached
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
I'm killing my own, yet I'm afraid of my master
Keeping resources from us, like our lives don't matter
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
(Verse One)
The projects is what it is
An experiment on impoverished little kids
Pack us inside these little spaces to live
And while mama at work, papa doing a bid
So the streets become our father, cuz jobs don't hire
And we need a couple dollars, and the hustlers we admire
Just to get a piece of Heaven, we're willing to walk through fire
So we go through much hell with no plan to retire
And bills gotta be paid, kids gotta get fed
So if we ain't gotta crumb, we pull toasters for bread
Gotta get it, kids can't eat excuses
So we committed, and sometimes we gotta be ruthless
Bunch of high school drop outs but we not stupid
Just a little misguided but find our way to the loot quick
Take our bad experiences, share it within the music
Tryna to rise to power, but some find a way to abuse it
And I when I gain power, have mercy I won't lose it
I see your strings getting pulled and player they ain't acoustic
(Hook)
We're being controlled, got the strings on my back
Gotta break their hold, with no strings attached
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
I'm killing my own, yet I'm afraid of my master
Keeping resources from us, like our lives don't matter
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
(Verse Two)
Young black and endangered
The conditions we're living under fill us with anger
Can't even go clubbing with these chicks without one in the chamber
Niggas don't fight, they meet you outside with them flamers
Kids today sissified, scared of an ass whipping
Everybody hustle now, and everybody ass snitching
No more rules
OGs rotting in jail or in a grave so there's no more jewels
And a few older niggas be following young niggas
Age don't make you wise, I know some old dumb niggas
Few dudes get on social media showing that white shit
Then wonder how and the hell they got indicted
Niggas promote poverty, make it look cool
Teach your kids death while theirs to attend private school
We're in some horrible times, I gotta speak on it
Now that everybody's alarmed, you can't sleep on it
(Bridge: Dr. Umar Johnson)
So who is responsible when the black male is miseducated, economically castrated
Comes out of jail, can't find any opportunity to set his life arite
Can't get welfare, can't get health care
(Hook)
We're being controlled, got the strings on my back
Gotta break their hold, with no strings attached
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
I'm killing my own, yet I'm afraid of my master
Keeping resources from us, like our lives don't matter
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
We're being controlled, got the strings on my back
Gotta break their hold, with no strings attached
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
I'm killing my own, yet I'm afraid of my master
Keeping resources from us, like our lives don't matter
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
(Verse One)
The projects is what it is
An experiment on impoverished little kids
Pack us inside these little spaces to live
And while mama at work, papa doing a bid
So the streets become our father, cuz jobs don't hire
And we need a couple dollars, and the hustlers we admire
Just to get a piece of Heaven, we're willing to walk through fire
So we go through much hell with no plan to retire
And bills gotta be paid, kids gotta get fed
So if we ain't gotta crumb, we pull toasters for bread
Gotta get it, kids can't eat excuses
So we committed, and sometimes we gotta be ruthless
Bunch of high school drop outs but we not stupid
Just a little misguided but find our way to the loot quick
Take our bad experiences, share it within the music
Tryna to rise to power, but some find a way to abuse it
And I when I gain power, have mercy I won't lose it
I see your strings getting pulled and player they ain't acoustic
(Hook)
We're being controlled, got the strings on my back
Gotta break their hold, with no strings attached
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
I'm killing my own, yet I'm afraid of my master
Keeping resources from us, like our lives don't matter
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
(Verse Two)
Young black and endangered
The conditions we're living under fill us with anger
Can't even go clubbing with these chicks without one in the chamber
Niggas don't fight, they meet you outside with them flamers
Kids today sissified, scared of an ass whipping
Everybody hustle now, and everybody ass snitching
No more rules
OGs rotting in jail or in a grave so there's no more jewels
And a few older niggas be following young niggas
Age don't make you wise, I know some old dumb niggas
Few dudes get on social media showing that white shit
Then wonder how and the hell they got indicted
Niggas promote poverty, make it look cool
Teach your kids death while theirs to attend private school
We're in some horrible times, I gotta speak on it
Now that everybody's alarmed, you can't sleep on it
(Bridge: Dr. Umar Johnson)
So who is responsible when the black male is miseducated, economically castrated
Comes out of jail, can't find any opportunity to set his life arite
Can't get welfare, can't get health care
(Hook)
We're being controlled, got the strings on my back
Gotta break their hold, with no strings attached
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul
I'm killing my own, yet I'm afraid of my master
Keeping resources from us, like our lives don't matter
I ain't your puppet no more
Treat us people like we don't have no soul