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too touchy


you build me up just to tear me down Society's pressure like a car in a compound Society maneuvers around things Things they don't wanna discuss But rappers can talk about thug life and rolling up So maybe its just me but I can't quite comprehend how you can go and deliver and produce nonsense but I can't talk about real life things little baby boy brought up into this world little baby boy stressing cuz his father is gone Drug dealing no ambition life not spent Because the industry produced nonsense But OK we can't blame it on the media Parents need to watch what your kids put in front of them But tell me this if I was watching TV since three The only thing a black man portrays Is the next big thing or NBA or selling rocks on these streets just to maintain How day you raise up a main with the mindset to Chase your dreams you can do anything But statistics says other wise Half of my brothers will be dead it behind bar And don't lie The only time we really get together is when someone like Zimmerman goes and locks his trigger? HOW MANY BROTHERS HAVE TO DIE HOW MANY MOTHERS HAVE TO CRY HOW MANY MINDS PERSUADED HOW MANY LIFE HAVE BEEN TAKEN Because the topic was too touchy to discuss it?.. And my sisters we're not making it to see you guys walk around A heartache continue braking Mind trapped building insecurities When asked your goals you tell me you don't know Mother gives her last for you but u don't understand Why everybody see the best in you? We got potential to be doctors and nurses but the only thing we care about is perfecting are twerking? Come on ! Someone testify BECAUSE A CHILDA RAISING A CHILD AND WERE COLLEGE DROPOUTS WHILE WERE ROLLING UP LOUD CLEAVGE HANGING OUT JUST TO STAND OUT You have to wonder how this all could been avoided but the topic was just to touchy to discuss it... You pray to god hoping for a brighter day You don't wanna deal so you pray he takes your breath away When you wake up you check" the book" Hates comments calling u inhuman A clear path to hell unwanted is all I'll ever be? Peer pressure you can't deal ask god to take away the things that you feel Stop going to church cause people not keeping it real And when you ask the plaster for clarity He looks at you like eww Keep it locked up because who even cares And it gets to a point when's there's no fighting the tears Now everybody wanna R.I.P my nigga And if I would of know your struggle I would of stood with you HOW MANY LIFES HAVE BEEN ENDED HOW MANY COMMENTS HAVE AFFECTED HOW MUCH CAN ONE TAKE TURNED AWAY AND REJECTED ONLY HOPING FOR A BRIGHTER DAY TURNED AWAY SIMPLY BECAUSE A LABLE "GAY" told god couldn't love them because the things he/she felt and the wanted to reach out but nobody had the time of day to ask how there doing and to say that its OK because the topic was just to touchy to discuss it. HEAR HUMANITY'S CRIES STAND UP NOW AND TAKE TGE BLINDFOLDS FROM YOUR EYES UNLOCK WHATS INSIDE BECAUSE IF NOT THE OUR GENERATION WILL NEVER SURVIVE COME ON AND HELP ONE ANOTHER THERE NO TIME FOR HATE NO TIME TO DISCRIMINATE BECAUSE EACH SECOND EACH MINUTE WERE LOSING A LOVE ONE BECAUSE U SAID A TOPIC WAS TOO TOUCHY TO DISCUSS IT
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