Shaky Pedestal

This dictator who calls himself benevolent

In my mind its evident

Say’s his ideas are relevant to change

Not malevolent and full of rage

But I swear to give him hell and vent

Got poor people all over the place trying to make it rent to rent

Instead he wants to circumvent the poor and drag the middle down

Good ole boys robbing the middle man

They look our for they Klan

Adding to his pile of cents

Keeping they fortune in the Bushes

While washing our brains with their tools to glamorize the few

Following Lynch’s guidelines to a T

Sense will always be lacking,

But doesn’t matter got his father’s backing.

Aw so we take what we can get

Claim to fame may be toting a rock

Slangin this hip hop

But I tend to believe my man Lo

So I paraphrase 3000

Can’t always count on feeding these niggas of dreams on dope money

Fly chicks in videos,

Rookie deals and shoe contracts

We hoop and holla over a percentage that aint fare

While your people shake, rattle and roll

To make the next nigga stare

Stare too long devil works in obvious ways

Not mysterious.

Rob, steal, and kill for them things

You tote the rock and you move product with your fame

But is blue eyes jippin you

100 million, what you think his cut is dumb nigga.

While the people you claim

Mame each other to be like you

Still we want to keep ourselves on that pedestal

Vision of the Dream gets hazy, cause they tell us we’re lazy

Vision blurred, we won’t outlive the “theory”

Lynch got you figured out

Lift a few, and in turn bury the masses

You keep your eyes on the prize

That’s beautiful they say

But keep your hope in things eternal

Or your sight might just fade away