my depression - sinister mac lyrics
[intro: malcolm x]
from the state of texas, they’ll lynch you in texas as quick as they’ll lynch you in mississippi. only in texas, they lynch you with a texas accent, in mississippi they lynch you with a mississippi accent
[verse 1: sinister mac]
yeah, yeah, yeah..my dreams don’t go far, so i’m an animal, bears that bear arms ask sources pitched on hot torches. they say we should slave up and roll over my world’s concentrated for power, as i get older while, we get no oil on them dirt motors, and me? i can’t stay like chief stayin’ sober. to feel this i ain’t even got to write rhymes, there’s like, more pain whenever the sunshine
[interlude: malcolm x]
and they come from the coffee table, telling you and me that this man is alright, cause he’s from the south, and since he’s from the south he can deal with the south, look at the logic that they’re using, look at eastland, he’s from the south
[verse 2: sinister mac]
i don’t need it all, i need to revise my vision over, i’m tryna catch a future but see i’m runnin’ a minute late, i recieve more hate, for the things that i didn’t do, i’ve been thinkin’ again to go and try somethin’ new, i’m reinventing something you call life, the architect is headed eastbound, you stand down to future, re-enlighten the prospects, shots colder than shooters, and i’m running and i’m moving and i’m just tryna move up, up, and outta state, whats comin’? they calling it a revolution, a new era, a new day…every night i dream of takeoff, but i don’t know where i’m really headed, louis xv, kings leave beheaded. i ain’t living my whole life indebted, understand it, you ain’t even, gotta respect it
[interlude: sinister mac]
(scream, mumbling)
[verse 3: sinister mac]
yeah, handful of souls taken in my life, before my eyes, not i, we living when we ride or die, i, got 40, 50 years left to spare, with no apologies or tears here left to spare, see he don’t understand, the world it got more power, but i’m born with horsepower to take over for four hour, ignore me, i’m living, i’m given, a mission, and when my squad get up, pray to god for my victims
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