Ka – Bread, Wine, Body, Blood Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

My brothers and sisters
If you would allow me tonight I would like for you to
Focus, your attention
To the verse
Just wanna touch on some points, man
That bother me
You know, with the culture a little bit, man
Remember, this is- this is magic, man
This is some true magic, this music, man
You gotta- watch what you feedin' the kids, man, for real

Yo, it's money this, money that
All that shit dummy rap
Should give them people money back
Halves got 'em strung up, never slung 'em, fact
Keep 'em dumb, sprung up in that youngin' trap
What's long been cutting family trees, they just a lumberjack
Ever notice there's never no fix?
Only brung 'em crack
AIn't write gems, but tight with ends
Then they run it back
Now I peep why they call it heat, it's just a running track

Then it's drink this, smoke that
Shit's so wack, give 'em boof
No percent of living proof
You get no dap
I had to tell you
That's on the path-to-failure roadmap
That ain't the way to no goals, it's the chokehold, slow tap
The gist of this is to keep submissive and broke rap
Another poisoned message you're holding precious 'cause your toe tap
That's how a lame floss 'til the brain lost from the growin' plaque
Say it's safe, play the eighth, can't replace what your soul lack

It's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Man, it's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you

Then it's pussy this, ass that
All that shit trash rap
What started as empowerment
I'm feeling now it's past that
Yes, I'm with sexual expression if any's tryna lash back
But this proper prostitution, always askin' where the cash at
You sure you sellin' me melody but keep tellin' me your ass fat?
Or you just a succubus, wanna suck us 'til the stash tapped?
Don't get it twist', I like a pretty miss
With a vast gap
But this a crazy world, don't put our baby girls on the fast track
Then it's gun this, gang that
Son, the most profane rap
Its just a lot of bored noise that got our boys layin' flat
Still a must, "stop killin' us", should be the main pact
For our mother's good, choose brotherhood
Bang that
Had enough of every tussle, seein' muscle, where the brains at?
You wanna hurt?
Those that do us dirt should be the aim, black
FBI and Klan kills your leaders, when y'all goin' pay 'em back?
If that's how we move, then I'm smooth, y'all can stay intact

It's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Man, it's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you

If you listen to what black people are singing religiously
It is a clue as to what is happening to them sociologically
Our music mirrors what is happening to us

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