knee deep in this emancipation, chants of patients
wantin doctors or peace but no answers came in,
wonderin will freedom really ring, we lost track of the bell,
it's crackin' itself, this hope iz merely crack in itself,
knee deep in our own self-hate and self-pity,
contradictin ourselves and our morals cuz times iz shitty,
single moms, why the check come slow but life move fast,
and then try to make it, spendin money they don't have,
knee deep, in this concrete jungle scared of the man,
trained to swing from tree to tree on these streets like Tarzan,
makin it day-to-day for today but tomorrow's different,
cuz we're slowly learnin' that tomorrow is not a given,
knee deep in the devil's fury, hell's fire from angry jury,
no sympathy or empathy, no lee-way for me,
the world judge regardless what your life been like, it's heartless
best believe we recieve what we do iz farthest
from the truth cuz we never knew it,
and no love for our fathers cuz we never knew em,
so i'm like fuck it screw em, we was knee deep in the lies,
now we're our only truth, we're how we livin our lives..........

^battle vs. Mystic Chaos....... this was a keystyle...... i made it longer, tell me what u think....... 20 bars of the truth from the ghetto youth, the Ghetto Dr. Seus, holla at me.........
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this was dope fam, the flow was on point, stayed real through-out the piece, cant say you lacked things because creativity takes care of that, vocab was good, i like the emotion that was put in to this also, keep spittin dawg