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Lenox Ave

by Frank Knight

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(Verse 1)

I been running through the states, quickly speeding up my pace
Trying to find a way to heaven gates, dodging tres seis
Who kept drama placed in the face like mace sprays
It's first degree hate like being burnt for your race
Now step far from the gate of project apartments
Where you first greeted by a welcome mat of mad hardships
We live the ghetto novel, the novelist never write about
Where them pistols with them hollows known for a life drought
No we ain't living well, I know you heard the story
We stay right near hell, we souls in purgatory
They out gripping loud toys making mad noise
Young and old bad boys running ducking bad boys
Never subtle with their moves they style un-poised
Box him with the metal learned they steez from altoids
Believing materials filling spiritual wild voids
Seeking dames with skin that's light as a child's voice
See self hate degrade and how the evil men made
Psychological ways to hate the darker skin shade
You know what that is, that's them Klansman tactics
Generational hatred these plans fam practiced
Evolved in the world with no method to the madness
Where a gun bullet's chatter splatters most brain matters
Living locked in a land with devilish species
Seeking cain and glory by any hellish mean deeds

(Chorus)

Pardon this swag when this pen is to this pad
Writing out a zone of danger Lenox Ave (4X)

(Verse 2)

Screw the soft talk I'm cut throat this lung surgery
Most certainly I speak death with no courtesy
Kind of like the pre slaves who died right at sea
Who missed the white American dream obviously
While the other colored folks was kept back behind the scene
So unappreciated, they were forced to cook and clean
But go ahead let them pale white riders tell it
The ghost color did it all, they holy and angelic
No racism this is say it how it is ism
I been wavy great living christened with a saved vision
To lead you to the light, as if you trying to buy bulbs
I support the truth, no matter the shock in it's volts
The nation is a lie, spawning more and more occults
If Olympus really fell, then show me Zeus's Bolts
If Osama Bin Laden had been black bagged then
Why hide the body if you swear it had happened
They don't really understand how the pain feel son
On other side barely facing us like Wilson
Chill son on the real son they watch us like Nielsen
No magna carta monarchy, I refuse to kneel son
I speak the code trill, so my words so real
Far from Final Fantasy I deserve no gil
Take my heart out, chew it up, spit it back out
So you know I always spit it when I put a rap out

(Chorus)

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released June 18, 2014
Eddie Rivers

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