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The Cure 2 by sphelele

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The Cure 2

Rap

0:002:26
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(Verse)
This ain't a song, it's a PSA for niggas with the Wi-Fi courage
Who type opinions on a life they ain't never lived, I find it dis-couraging
Subtweets and stories are the new tools for the spineless
Talkin' war from your mama's crib, a keyboard warrior, mindless.
This internet beef is a disease with no known antidote
Y'all ain't shootin' shots, you're passin' fuckin' anecdotes.
And it's a symptom of a bigger plague, I see the whole con-nection
A generation livin' in the filtered-ass deception section.
You rent the whip, you rent the watch, you rent the whole damn lifestyle
Post a pic for validation from a crowd you know is hostile.
Niggas exaggeratin' wins 'cause in reality, they're losin'
The system's rigged, so fakin' it is the drug that they're choosin'.
But that ain't it.
That ain't the cure.
You ain't the plug, my nigga, you're the fuckin' extension cord.
And I can't even blame you fully, I see the grand de-sign
They build a maze with no escape and then they tell you, "Stand in line."
The schools are broke, the water's brown, the president is jokin'
They hand you chains and tell you it's a rope to keep you from chokin'.
They give you scraps and then wonder why you act like a stray dog.
It's social commentary in every fuckin' bar, read the cata-logue.
So this is a warnin' shot to anyone who's gettin' it con-fused
This culture ain't a costume that you wear when you feel a-mused.
I'm not concerned with who's the king, I'm here to fix the whole damn kingdom
Take the poison out the well so all my fuckin' kin-dom
Can drink the water, see the truth, and build a world that's more sincere.
I don't throw subs, I launch a fuckin' missile from the submarine, you hear?
This ain't about the charts.
This ain't about the clout.
This rap shit ain't about the shit you bought, it's about the thoughts you bring.
It's a blueprint for the hopeless, a verse that makes the caged bird sing.
It's the only cure I know... documentation of the soul.
For real.
(Outro)
(The beat cuts abruptly. Silence.)
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