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Kush Boys Music
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HOPELESS

I came from the hopeless, at times I was homeless,
teachers said I lost focus, fuck it, let me smoke this,
cops are like roaches, as they quickly approach us,
we're kicking up much dust, in cops we don't trust,
I'm hopping over fences, to avoid their jail sentence,
red and blue lights are shining thru my glass lenses,
life will be intense when, you have zero assistance,
must precise decisions and inside have persistence.

That will be the difference, for the survival of the fittest,
now I get high and get lifted, my mind done got shifted,
so gifted, we're the new breed like mutants from X-Men,
powerful with a bic pen, mind power like Professor X,
knowledge like KRS, I'll show you what comes next,
it's mind over flesh, capable of climbing over any mess,
whether you hustle on the street or behind some desk,
and time will test, will you sit or stand, be a kid or man,
little or grand, so speak your voice now state your choice.

© 2008 George W. Kush

 

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