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[Verse 1: L Jinny] I don't need to prove myself, bunch of lousy critics I don't look to you for help, your luck is 'bout to finish Coming from them estates where they love to doubt abilities And Casper left a kid dead, now he's on the lifers wing Like every time I take a step forward, I take two back And every time I make a real bro, they get caged or clapped And I ain't even trying to explain, I just speak on tracks, uh Light up that piff grade, put the beat on max and say Yeah, akhi, we calm, yeah, akhi, we calm Yeah, akhi, we calm, still we get grimy like the reaper Quiet when we speak up, quiet when we speak up Sick of dickheads in the scene acting like they're G'd up I done seen grands from the bookies in the trap life Went back to the bookies, then they took it all back like Fuck it, back from the roads with a hoodie and a fat knife I rap guys, akhis know I'm certi, I don't rap lies [Chorus] At times I wonder what the fuck I'm really here for But turn your speakers up, these peoples need to hear more Piffin' till I'm airborne, listen, I don't fear war Sinning but I'm asking for forgiveness from my dear lord [Verse 2: Tabanacle] Young and hungry, fuckin' with that old rap My friends are back home bucking with them [?] They can sniff a whole bag, [?] couldn't hold back And now they're stuck with this habit in their own track I seen a man smoke crack in the broke can Flying cause he's high but he's lying in his own crap Lying to his own fam, stealing from his own nan Three months later, he was dying in his own flat I seen an old tramp drinking from an old can Thinking 'bout life and really wishin' he could go back It's so mad how we struggle when we don't have The same opportunity as others cause their dough's stacked And kids with mothers that have never seen their old man And sold grams to put money in their own hands They say we've no future but we don't plan Everyday chasing this money, it ain't a joke, fam [Chorus] At times I wonder what the fuck I'm really here for But turn your speakers up, these peoples need to hear more Piffin' till I'm airborne, listen, I don't fear war Sinning but I'm asking for forgiveness from my dear lord [Verse 3: Lev G] It's true, I used to wonder why I flow Why I read at night, and why I draw weed That might help me suppress my need to fight I'ts not right that I'm one of the only few to see the light So I'm saying please Allah, God forgive me for my sins Though I like to think there's only a few But I'll admit it that I'm getting to the end of my terror So I thought that I just better repent for the ones that are due Cause now I know the reason I'm here, I'm here to try and open eyes Knowing exactly how it will appear with the fact that I'm exposing lies Spit in the booth, hit 'em with proof, tell you, the scene are missing the truth They are killing the youth by living a spoof and that's got me kissing my tooth Stars banging but not self-indulgent I am Brad Manning, I am Ed Snowden I am the one grabbing onto something that is potent I'm a genius that's rapping lyrics someone's spoken [Chorus] At times I wonder what the fuck I'm really here for But turn your speakers up, these peoples need to hear more Piffin' till I'm airborne, listen, I don't fear war Sinning but I'm asking for forgiveness from my dear lord