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Can’t sing a song to save your life But can you sing a song to save a life Can a song save the world in this time of 45 45 beyond askin’ Can hip hop survive? Over a million rappers spittin’ now What we the people be gettin’ Forgettin’ armaggedon Look out love is the message you can bet on Can culture save humanity when the name of the game Is narcissism, yo how can musicians get paid? Curator, caretaker, this creator Servicing purpose to other creators Rhymers and beat makers Blessed by the internet So I’mma start this war of art Before they rip this world apart Toxic Toxic, see em Sell it and box it Savage, they Say we can’t stop it Flav, PE, rock it Antetokounmpo No, Mutombo I blocks it Letras de cancionesToxic, see em Sell it and box it Savage, they Say we can’t stop it Flav, PE, rock it Antetokounmpo No, Mutombo I blocks it Looks like 45 done lied again Grabbin’ planets, territories Not to mention women Those who voted this POTUS Killin’ kin for the win Citizens sufferin’ While he be ballin’ If a mule die, they used to say Buy another one If a nigga die, they used to say Try another one Fifty years we were broke, not broken Take me to your leader Even aliens spoke it Every treaty signed Their fuckery broke it Wonder why only a few of us Thrive as their tokens Toke this toke that No joke cause I wrote it The only thing I hit is the stage, and I smoke it Yo that That shit sounded good on the record, what you just did, ahah Toxic, see em Sell it and box it Savage, they Say we can’t stop it Flav, PE, rock it Antetokounmpo No, Mutombo I blocks it Toxic, see em Sell it and box it Savage, they Say we can’t stop it Flav, PE, rock it Antetokounmpo No, Mutombo I blocks it Hindsight 57 So I’m stayin’ in my lane As the young think in hell And the old prey to pain This shit is classic like the resurgence Of the dope on plastic Vinyl bats backin’ the tracks The millennium’s drastic Synthetic bullshit smokin’ up the hood Bear witness cause y’all know the government’s up to no good You can’t drift away from the problems of today If you’re grown 21 and over, tell me where the hell you goin’ Suicidal with an open Bible Lockdown friendly fire Or HBO, Home Boys Only, I really never really dug the Wire They do no hirin’ He keep on firin’ We keep dyin’ The aftermath Do the math Toxic! From Letras Mania