Stop The Hate

Stop The Hate

Bruh, I know your up but it's getting late
 I got to make peace with you
 Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew
 I'm sweating from the new day's sun
 now I know your in for a bit of fun
 you got your trash barrels over by a raccoon
 now go clean up your room
 but I need to return to the basics & keep it real
 many dismiss this thought as no big deal
 we got hustlers on the street selling crack
 working so hard today can give you a heart attack
 yet my chief aim is to hold my head up high to the sky
 got many thoughts & a dozen of pots in my sink
 can't even dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought
 the shadows outside block my inner pain
 not having love in my heart is driving me insane
 who said that life was fair when your driving in the fast lane
 not sense Lois Lane & Clark Kent made a dent
 Stop all this hate that going around
 so we got Trump comb over in his ivory tower
 blind eyes of bats and wheels that squeal
 got junk in your trunk saying no big deal
 I'm going to keep it real start honoring your mother and father
 I know what your saying why even bother
 It's good to stay in school & obey the golden rule
 many hustlers are in jail cause they all seem to fail
 by pool sticking & kicking it where their nose don't belong
 like Rodney King said can't we all just get along
 got reverend Al & Jessie Jackson always looking for some action
 return to your first love before its to late call this fate
 merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
 stop this senseless fighting as are nation grows a bit colder
 just be happy for who you are in the inside
 instead we choose to hide behind a plate of glass
 smoking your grass no one in this life gets by on a free pass
 systems blasting & the radio's on
 it's never too late to hear the end of this song
 got beggars crying & I'm not lying
 get fish to eat but I'm not frying
 Stop listening to hells lies cause you know Satan is lying