Chuck Strangers - Suspect (Joey Bada$$ remix) lyrics

(chorus) Suspect homies don't close your eyes You might get jumped or front tonight Said I been here in this before and I'm ducking from the law And see you ain't saw but the talent is raw (x2) (verse 1) This is that calm before the storm where the people cry and mourn Celebrate your life and remember when you were born Seasons come and go but your soul stays eternal Seeing homies with the heat, bodies all thermal I'm on my heaven sh**, it's just a summers breeze Soaking in the sun picturesque with birds in the trees Wind sept the ground washing up all the leaves American's will freeze and i ain't talking 33 degrees The ice fills the streets and it's slippery on your feet Staring at the ground but not held back by defeat Hypocrisy is what politicians do best Given you the image, without all the facts yet It's the truth they corrupt the minds of the youth Print in black and white while I record in the booth I provide with you the facts not some bullsh** image Illuminati got a ten foot hit list I got a wish list, it's on a double page Wishing it would all go away but I know a way We can stand up to the lies and then cover ups Living in a world without any stupid f**s Who ruin this land to gain wealth and acceptance Here's my entrance now I got you're attention The importance of attendance is a crucial lesson So I give you my blessing and still no stressing (chorus) (x2) (verse 2) Resurrection of real is what i come to appeal Need to see more rappers spitting lines that are real It's a huge ordeal that i can't yet conceal It needs to be fixed so hip hop can begin to heal Anatomy of rap is what folks don't get Think it's all fast cars, big cribs and private jets It's more than that, man it's deeper than rap Homies fronting chatting sh** I'll give you a slap Gotta bring back the days of the true boom bap Resurrect from tombs and you'll get it like that One more time for ya mind like that I said one more time for ya mind like that (chorus) (x2) (verse 3) Started pacing, Saab racing Black and white divided and they call it sub-racing Ain't much difference we share the same blood Same hair, same guts, same cut, different touch It's alright coz I'm proud to unite Celebrate the days that we can mix and have a bite Pitch dark skies but the streets stay light Illuminate the path for me to step into the fight Closed fists but my mind stays open Sick and tired of hoping so I started moulding My life right so i could be blessed no doubt Tryna stay in touch so I can walk the perfect route I'mma take my time if I need it ain't a race First one out the gates doesn't mean first to place Never in doubt coz I saw the white gates Know it's my place when it's time to say grace (chorus) (x2)