Create A Path

[Nejma Nefertiti Verse 1]

Sometimes I feel so alone like I can’t fucking handle it
Feeling the trauma of the system day dreaming that we dismantled it
Nobody really knows me my oldest friends blowing in the wind
Back in the day a stick up kid, stealing cars, pick pocketin'
It’s ironic, the reason I did time
I don’t regret it, put ya hands on me, I protect mine
By any means necessary thass what my momma said
And now she’s gone but it’s me that I feel is dead
I often feel like my time is limited
Too many people walk around like they don’t give a shit
Alive with no purpose in life so ain’t livin' it
80’s baby Hip Hop raised me been doing this
Way before I ever read Assata and raised my fist
Authentic lyricisms but cats insecure to really put me on
Emcees & producers that are respected but can’t act right for long
So called pioneers, homophobes that are undercover Queers
Tryna fuck me acting like they my peers
Talking about revolution Queen this & that yo spare my ears
Your heart is garbage throw you out you been decayed for years
Step out the booth it’s obvious that you can’t hear
Give up ya turntables you ain’t the person you appear
Such an illusion and y’all cloudy but I see clear
Lemme give you a forecast try me I’ll put you on blast
Make sure everybody knows about ya funky stank ass
A dick for a brain a foul trade off I think I’m a have to pass
That’s why to this day I never got a deal had to create my path
Just remember hell hath no fury like a woman’s wrath
Hell hath no fury like a woman’s wrath
Hell hath no fury like a woman’s wrath

[Destruct Verse 2]

[Nejma Nefertiti & Destruct]

Hell hath no fury so we made our own path