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  • [Natti] Now I seen obscene times before this hip-hop game came Like the cops that checked me, left me a 'mate to a system of Gingerbread Men on top overpaid Put to work in a 3rd floor bucket, quarter a day Choppin' down trees so the next prison is made They separate us from slaves for thirty dollars of pay The jailor got a tailor and an F250 Standin' on Dirty Acres feelin' gotdamn filthy Natti stands for his, suckers crawl for others Understand the biz, I suffocate undercovers 'Cause somebody gets paid, our lemons are simply beginnings My sweat been the sugar in some cracker's lemonade Got my brother in Baghdad, hands clenchin' grenades While we hustle like house niggas, try'na buy chains Back asswards for try'na buy change I'mma walk through the Valley and rally through my pains, nigga I'mma wear your confederate flag and be a rebel Burn this bitch down, rebel with heavy metal ?? for pissin' on our hopes and our dreams Since I's a youth seen it, seen it like they broke in my dreams Weave it together, I need all the yarn you can swing From filthy farms we learned about what type alarm you can ring Are you gon' listen? It seems the only sense you got is vision And since we shed our senses now the sense is steady slippin' And since we stopped our youth from prayin' senselessness is livin' And the rich don't really give a fuck 'cause they don't gotta live it I see hard livin' e'ryday, you never payed a visit To ya'll the 'hood's a museum, in truth we just exibits In truth we just some digits, a means to an end By any means so ??? why we won't win Since ya'll don't wanna listen, all the youth's pissed and placed in my pen So then maybe all this shit'll see an end [Hook] Dwell in the Valley of Death, fell in ??? Into the mountain top where streets are paved in gold But I know "Only God can put out hot flame, until then we gon' face our pain" And I know "Only God can put out our flame until then we gon' stake our claim, on these Dirty Acres"

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