Maleik Dion - Aristoc(r)ats lyrics

[Verse 1: Maleik Dion] It's that Natty Dread loc f** a cop hip-hop DPs since scraping knees up on the blacktop Riq Geez always pleased and made the head bop See these my roots Ain't no question why that boys hot Need to stop all that airwave pollution Fairway abusing Staircase I'll boot em Bruising never shooting Cause the music's all I'm using Eyelids swollen egos loose when Love and pa**ion what you choosing What I'm choosing? I can't really say Knowing that I'm blessed to take a breath upon this day Still can't shake the stress that life is more than I can take Living like a mess but still there's more I gotta say So I stay For the love of Hip-hop This art, my God, sisters, Dad and my Ma Off tops gotta give props to the most high pops Mother is another term Synonyms if I'm concerned I'm just tryna see all the injustices get overturned So few living lavish off the ma**es They ain't never earned Chaos and the havoc are controlled It seems we'll never learn Machine manufactured it's own matches So just let them burn Thinking back when I used to watch Aristocats Now I'm targeting Aristocrats Picture that little nappy-headed light skinned kid With a speech impediment Bringing Last Poets in Being the dopest MC we've seen Now it's happenin cause that's a goal not a dream My mind is tapping in reaching for the unseen I can't look back again I gotta transcend my being Thinking back when I used to watch Aristocats Now I'm targeting Aristocrats Picture that little nappy-headed light skinned kid That was so bright then But couldn't kick his misfit attitude Always acting rude Actually achieving for himself That'd be cool Yeah, that'd be cool