[Skit: On Dreams]
[Verse 1: Ace The Artistic]
My dreams I ain't living
Tryna picture the vision
Am I so visionless
My sixth sense tell me this
Black lives black magic
Tragedy struck traffic
When they mastered the masses
Controlled by higher ups
That quack more quacks than Aflax
Now pass this on
Like you pass notes in classes
Would they shut me down if I said kiss my
Well fill the blank in
Chugging down the water
Dehydrating how the industry got colored people sweatin'
We tryna spread a message
That we need progression
So if you scared to speak
Hide under ya sheets and fold up like a tummy tuck
Saying black niggas run a muck well I say we done run enough
How we dying in these streets cold blooded on the concrete
Deceitful
They speak love, but love backwards is evol
[Skit: On Money and Power]
[Verse 2: Ace The Artistic]
They smile in your face
Face ugly like smeggle
Retreival of whats mine retreiving it in time
When dreaming I dream lucid
Stand something I believe its best suited
For a people deep rooted in slavery
Another brother down
Another sister laying down for a maybe
Systematic conditioning
Got us going crazy
We looking fugazy
Protesting about peace
The killer alive
But your brother deceased
The same brother by your side
We y'all had nothing to eat
Minorities subjecting to authories
With no morals
Mistaking anal for oral
Black mothers feeling sorrow with no hope for tomorrow
They made our men into mice
Enticed to chase cheese
All the wordly delights
Now is it right?
[Skit: On Freedom]
[Verse 3: Ace The Artistic]
Hell nah
Cus some days I feel broken
My dreams stolen and witholding
Me from my future
Stitch my pieces with a suture
And alarmed for the future
I been for a looking suitor
Bringing down the prosecutor
Prosecuting people irrefutable
Of being chosen
Melanin is golden
Beholding the leaders leading legions
Through the region
Teaching freedom
Freedom speaking
In a deeper meaning
Black Lives Matter what we screaming
Broken Dreams