Rapture by TRAPPZ Lyrics

I tend to speak
In a lower manner
So niggas don't take me for a joke
Dreadlocks, down in front of my eyes
I pray I get a glimpse of hope
Head down, eyes up
Hair is like a peep hole
I'm feelin good, but don't want to talk to some people
Emo why y'all niggas quick to call it emo
My speeds slow
Yea my motherfucking speeds slow
So I can dodge all of the emo

I spin the block
Come back around then spin it twice
And what I see is crack heads outside playing dice
I feel so bad I want to help them fucking save they life
(I wonder if they had a kid and wife)
The government putting shit into our hoods then acting nice
Talking bout, we gone clean it up and we gone make it right
FUCK THAT
People out here really trying to live their lives
They speaking daggers, something like a knife
Damaging lives, we just trying to make it out
Help us
We the ones who need it now so motherfucker HELP US
That's why there's no trust in the system
Get shot cuz you black
The U.S. is so corrupted, look who's in office
The systematic oppression was made to fucking off us
FUCK THAT

Don't get me wrong I don't politic
But I know this shit
I think we need to start on fixing it
But they call me ignorant
When I speak against the shit
I'm trying to live in blissfulness
So stop all of the bitchiness
Band with me and fix this shit
There's little black kid's and shit
That's worried about getting hit
It used to be whips and shit that we run from
But now it's hollow tips
The police got too much power
(I don't understand this shit)

I'm getting mad while spitting this
I think it's silliness
That it comes down to pigment
Cuz I don't discriminate
But I use love to fight hate
To fight hate
I hate hate