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Mass hallucination babyIll education babyWanna reconnect with your elationsThis is your station babyLook inside these walls and you'll see them having withdrawalsOf a prisoner on his wayTrapped inside your desireTo fire bullets that strayTrack attire just tell you I'm tired and ran awayI should ask a choir what do you requireTo sing a song that acquire me to have faithAs the record spin I should prayFor the record I recognize that I'm easily preyI got ate alive yesterdayI got animosity buildingIt's probably big as a buildingMe jumping off of the roofIs me just playing it safeBut what am I supposed to doWhen the topic is red or blueAnd you understand that I ain'tBut know I'm accustomed toJust a couple that look for troubleAnd live in the street with rankNo better picture to paint than me walking from bible studyLetras de cancionesAnd called his homies because he had said he noticed my faceFrom a function that tooken placeThey was wondering if I bangStep on my neck and get blood on your Nike checksI don't mind cause one day you'll respectThe good kid, m.A.A.d. cityMass hallucination babyIll education babyWanna reconnect with your elationsThis is your station babyAll I see is strobe lightsBlinding me in my hindsightFinding me by myselfPromise me you can helpIn all honesty I got time to be copasteticUntil you had finally made decision to hold me against my willIt was like a head on collision that folded me standing stillI can never pick out the differenceAnd grade a cop on the billEvery time you clock in the morningI feel you just want to killAll my innocence while ignoring my purposeTo persevere as a better personI know you heard this and probably in fearBut what am I supposed to doWith the blinking of red and blueFlash from the top of your roofAnd your dog has to say woofAnd you ask "lift up your shirt"Cause you wonder if a tattooOf affiliation can make it a pleasure to put me throughGang files, but that don't matter because the matter is racial profileI heard them chatter: "He's probably young but I know that he's down"Step on his neck as hard as your bullet proof vestHe don't mind, he know we never respectThe good kid, m.A.A.d. cityMass hallucination babyIll education babyWanna reconnect with your elationsThis is your station babyAll I see in this room20 Xanies and these 'shroomsGrown-up candy for painCan we live in the same societyIt's entirely stressful upon my brainYou hired me as a victimI quietly hope for changeWhen violence is the rhythmInspired me to obtainThe silence in this roomWith 20 Xanies and 'shroomsSome grown-up candy I lost itI feel it's nothing to loseThe streets sure to release the worst side of my bestDon't mind, cause now you ever in debtTo good kid, m.A.A.d. cityMass hallucination babyIll education babyWanna reconnect with your elationsThis is your station baby From Letras Mania