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Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I had for us You turned my dreams into dust I watch a phone that, I had for us You turned my dreams into dust I know Obama was Heaven-sent But ever since Trump won, it proved that I could be President Yeah, you can, at what cost though? Don't that go against the teachings that Ye taught for? Yo, Tip, I hear your side and everybody talk, though But ain't goin' against the grain everything I fought for? Prolly so, Ye, but where you tryna go with this? It's some shit you just don't align with and don't go against You just readin' the headlines, you don't see the fine print You on some choosin'-side shit, I'm on some unified shit It's bigger than your selfish agenda If your election ain't gon' stop police from murderin' niggas, then shit... Bruh, I never ever stopped fightin' for the people Actually, wearin' the hat'll show people that we equal You gotta see the vantage point of the people What makes you feel equal makes them feel evil See that's the problem with this damn nation All Blacks gotta be Democrats, man, we ain't made it off the plantation Fuck who you choose as your political party Letras de cancionesYou representin' dudes just seem crude and cold-hearted With blatant disregard for the people who put you in position Don't you feel an obligation to them? I feel a obligation to show people new ideas And if you wanna hear 'em, there go two right here Make America Great Again had a negative perception I took it, wore it, rocked it, gave it a new direction Added empathy, care and love and affection And y'all simply questionin' my methods What you willin' to lose for the point to be proved? This shit is stubborn, selfish, bullheaded, even for you You wore a dusty ass hat to represent the same views As white supremacy, man, we expect better from you All them times you sounded crazy, we defended you, homie Not just to be let down when we depend on you, homie That's why it's important to know what direction you're goin' now 'Cause everything that you built can be destroyed and torn down You think I ain't concerned about how I affect the past? I mean, that hat stayed in my closet like 'bout a year and a half Then one day I was like, "Fuck it, I'ma do me" I was in the sunken place and then I found the new me Not worried about some image that I gotta keep up Lot of people agree with me, but they're too scared to speak up The greater good of the people is first Have you considered all the damage and the people you hurt? You had a bad idea, and you're makin' it worse This shit's just as bad as Catholic preachers rapin' in church Y'all been leadin' with hate, see I just approach it different Like a gang truce, the first Blood to shake the Crip's hand I know everybody emotional Is it better if I rap about crack? Huh? 'Cause it's cultural? Or how about I'ma shoot you, or fuck your bitch? Or how about all this Gucci, 'cause I'm fuckin' rich? You'll deal with God for the lack of respect Startin' to make it seem like Donnie cut you a check Now you toyin' with hot lava, better be careful with that What's it mean to gain the world if you ain't standin' for shit? Okay I gotta say it, Ye, you sound high as a bitch Yeah, genocide and slavery, we should just try and forget And all that free thought shit, find a better defense But if Ye just stuck in his way, he can leave it at that Fuck it Alright T.I.P., we could be rappin' about this all day, man, why don't we just cut the beat off and let the people talk? From Letras Mania