KLEVAH - The Product lyrics

Sumn bout the way that i was brought up I could give a f** about yo authority I understood the system get you caught up I lost my f**in moms before i learned to read My daddy did the best i hope he proud of me Even doe he know i smoke the loudest tree My bad im da baddest jus know the crowd love me Imma lead a rebellion until they bow to me Mama B you know i hold u down girl... We got our disagreements but too much distance between us Bumpin heads since teenages Been feelin locked in these cages Been breakin out of em lately.. Been Breakin down in the bakery That product that grown up that clover, that pot That stove up that roll up that slow up, we cop Them handsup no hand-outs just hands on, thats clock New circuit thats full service that's full circle, thats crop T.R.U.T.H (verse 2) Sumthin bout the pain when ya Pops leave So all dis patriarchy can't mark me No penile still go wild, excuse my lack of apology But they don't know the Queen I was from All on her own, hope she loves wat I become Even though she know I smoke the loudest tree I tell her I'm tryna get closer to the Sun Mother Nature's the strain, I think we got one We got werk sealed in da envelope Through the package u smell it's dope But keep da hands clean, came out the womb w/ a bar of soap My wounds make me scared of folks I a**ume u a smile & some good jokes Scooby-Doo, costumes & some heavy smoke So keep pa**in' til ya friend stops laughin cuz dem lights start flashin The results could be tragic, feel like u high off acid, hide wat u been maskin I'm no longer askin, don't miss dis cla**ick T.R.U.T.H (verse 3) Sumthin bout gettin naked make u feel free I hope u closed ya eyes & u thought of me I'm sorry, I'll be quiet & jus sip tea Thought freedom was lovin yo whole identity Cringe at catchin reflections, so I kno pain The ones dat call me vain don't know a thang Everyday it's a strain tryna break a chain Think I'm focused on da fame, but I maintain Put a ring on insecurity, so u kno it's real Dey still slide in DMs, I see no appeal Shorty say she like my vibes, but I don't kno da feel Yall snortin' every line, dis werk here give u chills Who really ready for exposure? Compose enough dope werk to get us closer Life is a battle, we da soldiers So put da ills on ya shoulders & take over Sumn bout the way that I was brought up I could give a f** about no authority Black power fist balled up And they don't give no f**s bout no minority Unless it's about a dollar or you fit the category and they follow your every move -- back n forth Sick of being black and poor Out In traffic, they attackin don't attract the pork So What the f** we askin for? Why the f** we lack support? Why we so distracted lord? What u think should matter more? Black, lives or a f**in black friday sale... Usually buy the shelves, brothers get bodied still, by the shells, by themselves By the same system ... And The same senseless violence - they been whylin willie lynchin