Intro: SFS
On March 4th, 1865, Lincoln said...
"With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations"
Verse 1: SFS
Corruption went from the physical, straight to our minds
To these ideas that we bind, the addiction you don't have to find
In this game of so-called puppets, and their masters
How come all I see is preachers, with angеr?
It defeats the purposе, what the fuck you chasin' after?
The most natural, original, search for happiness
The people restless, regardless of where they positioned
How is we lost put the blame on whoever yet you won't find the cause
Ignorance vs Ignorance, I'm the witness, I can't sit and applaud
If its flawed, we gotta work through it
Yet with every movement we movin' so clueless
A mirage of material everyone lookin' for
A disease and it spread everywhere from the rich to poor
I don't care you identify as, cause we gotta fix this land
Sectionalism, we've been enduring this issue
Even at a level personal, it gets through
To hold all these emotions towards all of these things
Just from a sight of it we start to bawl our fists
With the world we always tryin' to do business
Get our fair share, yet you were promised none
All you are promised, is that sufferings must come
Just a witness, It's all the same, whether hatred or love
It's just when you're searching for some that the peace collapse
Them desires temporary, though they never gonna last
Listen, listen
Verse 2: $ir LT
Listen, listen, to what I gotta say
It’s an understatement to state, I've been dealin' with a lotta pain
You niggas don’t know me, you niggas ain’t my homies
Just like the governmental systems, y’all are phony
I’m reminiscing 'bout the good days, feelin’ lonely
If only I could go back, and change the trajectory
Of shit that unfolded, in my life, I would smile more
But that probably won’t happen, it’s gon' be a while dog
But one thing I slowly started to realize is
We don’t value times in our life, 'til it’s a memory
My enemy in hind sight, was standin’ right next to me
Who knew the bitterness in him, was just jealously? (for real)
Who knew at 16 there’d be greatness ahead of me
Who knew these 16’s would help shape my destiny (uh)
I’m applying the technique, don’t pressure me
You pressed, cause I’m more of a man than you will ever be
Why you keep frontin', when you know you can’t back it up
Tryna act oblivious, to when you’d always laugh at us
Bitch nigga, I’ll slap the hate out your mouth cuz
Hold on...
Let 'em niggas know!
When I get a taste of success, you gon’ act bitter
Regrettin' the hatred, while a young nigga stacks figures
With bars you can’t keep up with, my pad iller (yessir)
Running laps round your faves, I’m a track killer
But reminiscent to the niggas who made fun of me
They’ll probably peak in high school, and soon they’ll be under me
Yeah, I'ma be what I wanna be, fuck you wannabe’s
Haha
Outro: Kobe Bryant
Well- I mean-
Overall, I mean-
You know the idea's a pretty simple one
And, you know the Mamba mentality simply means, trying to be the best version of yourself...
That's what the mentality means
It means every day, you're trying to become better
And it's a constant quest, It's an infinite quest
