Tef Poe - Message to Macklemore lyrics

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Tef Poe - Message to Macklemore lyrics

[Verse 1] My mother told me I could never care to cast judgments So foolishly I see most [xxx] rappers lack substance The crossroads many others stand you see us fall If I was you I probably wouldn't need to be involved I'm seeing in the middle of this [xxx] We do not share the same luxuries as y'all So for me it is a gamble if I even do this f** around and leave my career in ruins Wish I could speak my mind and keep it real about your privilege But I cannot because America don't like n***as Ronald Reagan drug laws still inditin' n***as And every rapper spittin' rhymes about Ferguson But only few of us was there when n***as started burning sh** Patriarchy misogyny these n***as ain't heard of it But let the police touch my mama these n***as gonna murder sh** Black President but he truthfully hates n***as Stephen Colbert don't give a f** about racism On P-O-E I swear to God I hate Twitter It's overflowing with maniacs and fake n***as This do not belong to me Your privilege ain't a song to me [Verse 2] Through ma** incarceration they eliminate the stronger me Exposing social issues through the single of your rap art When Dead Pres did the same thing and they got black-balled I appreciate the efforts your counterparts want to give But this ain't for [xxx] because we just want to live My letter to Macklemore, I made mine after yours 'Cause my opinion only holds validity after yours This is not a diss record, I'm just being retrospective What would you do if your entire city felt neglected And on the needs of your aspirations they resurrected Never reckless, my intention is to dialogue The radio would never play this, I can't buy 'em off [xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] hands of Viacom But I'm gonna be the one that [xxx] so just be quiet, huh I've been a fan this way, you used to play [xxxxx] Locksmith, [xxxxxxxx], a dollar and a dream I never heard of ASCAP, can't [diss one hundred thoughts] How can I surpa** that, the [xxxx] of his first album, wishing I could match that My momma working three jobs, she don't understand NASDAQ [Verse 3] So this is not an option out of desperation Imagine if they deemed y'all the lowest of the races And Black and White neo-Liberals control the conversation And these reform policies don't offer us solutions We don't want apologies we want a revolution A better man even if I'm in the ambulance Iggy Azalea don't give a f** about Sandra Bland Let alone Detroit, Baltimore, or Pakistan Or any other goddamn thing, speaking of Africans This industry never needed new applicants But everybody I know [xxx] with rapper sh** The police k** a n***a, nothing really happening They blame me man, I hate myself like Stacy Dash My momma went and bought a house next to the white folks But that ain't bring my motherf**in' cousin back to life, though I write for the stripper [xxxxxxxx] a'ight though A week later dropped out, repeated the cycle I know this ain't what you like though America the beautiful, say it with your eyes closed I see the system is a failure, see what they did to Venezuela Don't gotta believe me, Google the University Of Chicago and see what they did to Chile You ain't even seen your father praying for a miracle He got traffic warrants and the judge about to sentence him He got a job at Pepsi but the judge about to finish him A man with a family, but the work will never get to him Nightfall, kisses to his children then he tuck them in The black family living in this Nazi-style government [Verse 4] Donald Trump don't stand a chance and Bernie might be a Republican And Hillary doing this sh** that I'm back on the mothership Politically we do exist but we do not accomplish sh** I'll give it four more years 'til they discover it And criticism in the flesh is not a f**ing compliment I stay in glory but I do not be on no commerce sh** 'Cause I am dark-skinned and I don't have the confidence The tales of the ghetto still in me, though Instead of milk I'm putting water in my cereal You hear me though, the critics say what has become of Poe But Vera Thomas still got a son on d**h row Why do we hate Bill Cosby but praise Obama He raping the whole planet, but we don't say nothin' It's white privilege