Undeniable
I part the smoke and fight the rote that coats the hope,
for kids who cant cope, surrouned by dope and those who gun tote.
Im comming gung ho at all of you who dont know,
Ill concentrate the sight staigh on those who castagate,
like a boondock saint at this rate ill reinstate the united states.
when I terrorise the eyes of those I despise by exposing the lies,
hidden by suits and ties, like doves the classified files'll fly.
I launch flames through their brains causing more then migranes
Now my mind is made, theres no time to complain
The aristocracy is filled with hypocracity in a mock democracy
that flocks to see the next catastophe of the worlds mobocracy.
This shit clouds the shrouds of my mind till i scream out loud,
Im not proud of the crowd that Ive been endowed.
But ive been given the crown by those with out prayer.
my plans make even the tuffest opponents run scared,
they're not prepared to bare the despaire i swear.
The war's not over the battles just begun
Im like the heir to a nightmare you cant wake from,
It makes your bones shake and break until you finally surcome.
Then you'll finally realise that i'll stop for no one.


Jago
Lost child- Wit lost a mind- Whose lost his childhood times,
Uphill sturggle up- they feel they can't even climb.
Disbelievers coming as teachers- create infatuations wit sneakers,
Materialism becoming youths motivational speakers.
Mirror image egos deuling- Thugs fighting among themselfs,
Internal terrorist stronger then any of the Taliban's cells.
Shooting sniper rifles loaded wit hoes and cars,
To leave a blood stain that can be seen from here to mars.
Instead ciphering to make a point- cats trying to clown,
Steady leaping off these everyday cliffs- yet ain't tumbling down,
200 years of oppression- silent elimination of the black and brown,
Just to have us tie our own shackles and jump into the water to drown.
Why the real hip-hop steady becoming a joke,
Kids selling weed- to feed- the hunger from being broke,
Everyone around hidden in their own vials and cloaks.
Back bitters and stabbers-break your language to have you speaking ebonic banter,
Anger and disappoint- got you longing to cause so more blood to splatter,
Mothers cries echoing in your soul as a family hopes and dreams shatter,
They say a hero could take us away from this pain- but none of that really matters.

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I posted my verse unfinished already in another part of the board... It was written for this collab but i wanted to make sure it wasnt to bad before I gave it to Jago.