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misunderstood - molly (detroit, us) lyrics

first, things first
let me, set the in*ten*tion
a breath of fresh air
to be sure
check yo, pro*visions
did i, for*get to men*tion
no in*dian gi*ving
see i can say that
i’m part na*tive a*me*rican
at an early age
i learned my he*ri*tage
always felt proud
of my black parents
a hustler, a triple o*g
from the beginning
mid*win*ter
i was con*ceived
a pisces
god quests
to encourage the dream
i be feeling possessed
as time went by
it was hard to be*lieve
he tapped lil ol me
e*lec*tri*ci*ty
buil*ding self be*lief
i’m really giant
not com*pli*ant
like evel knievel
death, de*fying
self re*liant
determined to per*fect the fade away
kobe bryant
my objective
is ne*ver, to sit here and just complain, and gos*sip,.
and talk about how sh*t, just won’t change
i ain’t about that life
but we all know them types
thank god for beacons of light
to help us navigate life
example, tina left ike
when she picked up a mic
when they send mixed messages
consumers yell strike
look at pop cultural
you know you love our black skin
we been the beginning
so they pre*tend to let us in again
new york times, re*cog*nize
challenge the narrative
for centuries
they made, we, hate we
the pro*pagan*da change
but the, goals remain the same
we god body
knowledge is wealth
learned to think for ourselves
recognizing mental health
it star*ted with twelve tribes
thats, black cats with nine lives
to colors with g*y pride
living life eyes wide
healing traumas inside
where god resides
nothing for sale here
serving samples of truth
if, you, just wa*king up
start ta, ques*tion em, for you
hold up, hold up
i must been feeling deja vu
while having conversations with the masses
standing in this booth
muscles loose
travel troupe
mil*king different avenues
some*thing like a paratroop
shoop, baby shoop
you can get a scoop
you nincomp**ps
verbs healthy chic*ken soup
herd em in a chicken coop
just having fun, drop*ping jewels,/(laugh)
in this context
you can call me molly hood
no flex, al*though i could
just pack a back*wood

- molly detroit us lyrics

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