*Illusionary Chains* - By AK
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2 end a mans life is like 'editing a movie'
cuttin time lines, blankin minds, so many 'emotions move me'
shit fo real.. who am i 2 kill a man over petty beef
tha way of tha street, wake up, fuck, kill n go 2 sleep
then repeat, tha next day, without a single change
learn 2 live with slavery, like we forget about tha chains
i dont mean slavery in a literal way tho
yo, i mean slavery in the way we was taught
without a thought, lives we live is like a blood sport
we jus escaped caged animals, waitin 2 git caught
see modern day slavery is racially un-biased, "black or white"
we slaves 2 tha system, lied 2 like we livin right
while tha 'wasp' society born wit a silver spoon
stays rich by makin us work, stoppin our people bloom
gives us false expectations, like we could end up as a doctor
hate ta shock-ya, but tha education systems made 2 mock-ya
drop-ya standards of life, untill u believe that cha nuthin
teachers tellin you to quit shit when u only 10 or sumthin
thats sum hard shit 2 live with, so we turn 2 tha streets
only thing we know, like life-long dogs goin 2 death-row
institutionalised freedom, tha world thats infront of out eyes
we branded as criminals, sentenced 2 burn in eternal fires
slavery these days, can mean many fuken things
dont hav 2 be 'trapped' 2 be shackled, 'illusionary chains'
see its a common mis-conception, that we should keep our heads up
i been ghetto all my life, no motivation left, im fed up
wit the way we get treated, generations bred 2 be low-life
n cops got a grudge against us, so its hard 2 keep outta strife
and whats mo fucked up, is that theres absolutly no answer
no way 2 stop violence, like chain smokers gittin cancer
we all gon die in the end, theres no hope left 2 defend
see our seeds is only gon repeat our old mistakes like a pop trend
im sick of belief, sick of violence on tha street
sick of havin 2 rhyme about hopelessness 2 a beat
fuck it, nigga, im sick of livin my life 2
might as well end it, edit my movie, tha scripts due.... (BANG)
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yo, dont eva pretend to be nuthin ya not, its un-written rule
dont act a fool, bustin shots fo no reason thinkin its cool
be real 2 yoself, the only way 2 survive, dont be naive
dont let cha credibility take a dive... think before u breathe
learn important lessons before you leave, cuz everything in life
is setup so you can weave, a personality, for me it was crack dealin
learnt everythin unda tha sun, new knowledge im always weildin
n i made it, past early stages, turnin pages, my life is on tha move
constantly stating truth, no flaws 2 proove
but shit, even wit all this knowledge stored in a mans head
he still dont hav tha key so sucess, without, metal n lead
but its aiight, its all we know, fo real, shud jus accept it
death, gangs, hoes n drugs, tha hoods a growin epidemic
its like an accident, wit witnesses, but no1 saw shit
cuz we wus taught 2 deny seen people gittin wigs split
our minds lit, wit a dim light, we cant see where we headed
no big picture, we nuttin but payphones wit no credit
so stay strapped, spike drama, be insane in tha membranes
n stay a slave 2 tha system, 'illusionary chains'