Young Markk - k** k** k** (K.K.K) lyrics

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Young Markk - k** k** k** (K.K.K) lyrics

[Verse:] Yesterday, my boy got murdered over a dice game So young what a shame (KILL) And Tuesday a mother got raped and k**ed k**ed in front of her only son Didn't have a chance to run (KILL) And overseas there's a kid who's fifteen Who's strapped with a fifteen Who's forced to aim and squeeze (KILL) Today your favorite rapper just dropped his new album Rapping about a whole bunch of nothing and just sold a mil That's k**, k**, k** to all you slaves with a deal That's more concerned about moving units than spittin' what's real See how I really feel is I would love to have a deal But not at the price of my soul by sacrificing what's real I'd rather give them chills from these bars that I reveal And have the labels like, "Chill, your contents too real. You'll never sell a mil rapping about what you really feel. So spark the blunt and grab the steel, fill up your cup and try not to spill." But I'm cool off that There's this lady from Alabama who's intuned with my tracks Say she found me on YouTube and ever since she's been in love with my raps The only problem is she's addicted to crack But my music gives her faith a hope to overcome the struggles attached Says she's going through rehab and in six weeks it's a wrap See hearing stories like that inspire me to keep moving on So y'all can remain slaves I'm gettin' my Kunta Kinte on [Hook: 2x] Hear me Before they try to k** me (Illuminati want my soul and my body, n***a) 2x [Verse:] This for the teachers Who's only job is to teach us But instead they cripple us with useless material they feed us So in the hood we look up to drug dealers because they eatin' While we starin' at these books like how the hell is this supposed to feed us Come on how is memorizing theorems gone help me get a job And what the heck is Chemistry if my house is gettin' robbed And how is Geometry gone get my cousins off these blocks How about you teach us some laws to keep us safe from these crooked cops And y'all got the nerve to blame these rappers And I agree But y'all ain't doing nothing to cure the cancer So if you ask me I feel like everyone's to blame Government, media, teachers, preachers, bling Yeah, that's k**, k**, k** In a generation where it's a cool thing to pop pills In a generation where it's the cool thing to aim and k** A generation where it's the cool thing for a man to rock heels [Hook: 2x] [Bridge:] You can't tell us what to do no more (Fist in the sky if you're ready to ride) And you can't tell us what to do no more (We came to takeover we ain't taking no sides) You can't tell us what to do no more (Throw your fist in the sky if you're ready to ride) You can't tell us what to do no more (We came to takeover we ain't taking no sides So throw your fists up) [Outro: 4x] There ain't no longer waitin' for change We ain't waitin' 'round for no handouts We takin' over this game So hustle we in this thang Y'all know y'all way in this thing So I don't need no extra baggage It's just me and the clique that I bring