Song: Pick A Side
Year: 2021
Viewed: 42 - Published at: 3 years ago

PICK A SIDE

AP or a rollie, time keeper show me/

Bring that elevator, UFO be calling/

Mama on my case, close it 'fore I'm juged/

Westside Westside nigga where I'm from/
Dark skin shedding light on you individuals/

You gon see a homeless vagrent on the streets with no shoes/
Maybe he a size 10 and you have a pair or two/
But instead of pulling through, lend a hand, condescend/
You disgrace demean the derelict drifter, now he on the move/

How you do that to a beggеr, how you treat him like no winner/
How you moving with non influеntial adolescent killers/
They be killers of morality and confidence I feel/
He's been thought it all and seen some shit, he'll tell you what is real/
Ain't no spotify in this, but the spot he found ain't shit/
Ain't no spotify my nigga, but his spot apathetic/
Ain't no spotify in this, listening to old cassettes/
Ain't no love up in the streets, government protects his team/

Motherfucker pick a side, a superman with kryptonite/
How you live a lie and lie to people that gon live for rights/
How you move with white supremacist, a jingo with blitzkrieg/
Drop a pill in their drinks, parliament mixed with lean/

I was drawn to Al Pachino, rather that than wearing chinos/
We got nik naks and the snappers, they want USA type cheetos/
Man I love it right here, call it home, pitch to C notes/
I want everybody hearing this, South Africa on beast mode/

Bitch don't touch that button, bitch don't pull that lever, it's destructive/
Go berserk until they bring the grey straight jacket, get it fashioned/
Crack my head until the juices of the words you prolly lust/
Land on you and your six tracks, Apollo, I'm his golden son/

Still a pesent still a black sheep, in this industry/
Young youngin's with the peep, the connect, plug a G/
No adaptor nor a signal, they done ran cause I was charged/
Charged for battery my nigga, hope your energy ain't weak/

More important than the president, I claim that on myself/
Raise the bar to cloud nine, you done reach your peak, you elf/
Get the paper like Aliko, milk the bank up, drought the income/
Don't just do it for my momma, every african my blood/

( Gregory Mfeka )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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