The Politics of Heroin

This is Cult Gang from the row homes
Some nights we couldn't go home
Some nights we had no home
Some nights we had dumb white
We had dog food for the low low
With a thing to have you rethinking those gun rights in my Polo
All I had were my dogs and that's all I needed
Used to be ten
Now there's just three of us
All of that resting in peace left us in pieces
Plus my PO pushing back my releases
That ain't pushing P that procedure
Egregious
Other side wants to cross us like G's for Jesus
Jesus
There is a world inside the world
There is a boy outside the borough
Still got the borough inside the boy
But this is their world
We had no choice
This is their would and we had no choice

I was born in the last days
The county made the cash exchange

This is Cult Gang from the row homes
By the cemetery on Rosemont
Serve cocaine like an emissary
Best friend buried in the prologue
This is
Gang warring when they bang your door in with a warrant
And you finally understand the enemy is not the neighbor that you went to war with
It's the letters that they want the citizens to worship
FBI
CIA
DEA
NSA
Then let's say
Anybody that the tenants pay
In the tenement attended to fate
In the penitentiary they been enslaved
Fuck the amendments and the men that made them
And let us pray
Used to be the only opiate that they would let us take
Then they gave us real opiates
The government was hoping it would set us straight
Pushing crack to the black neighborhoods
And fentanyl to the white
The reason that they keep us separated
Cause they're gone the day that we unite
The reason that they keep us segregated
Even though we're poor on both sides
Cause if they knew we had a common enemy
We'd put our petty differences aside
So many drifting in the tide
A cursed christening
The hurt victims get imprisoned when they victimized
Life slipping from their eyes
Christ's risen and then Christ's given to the swine
In america they sell pieces of the sky
And spell Jesus with an "I"
All the tv that you seen since a fetus
Was all to feed us full of lies
And to defeat us in the mind
So we don't even need a reason
We outside!
I'm getting armor for the Armageddon
And the internet's a pentagon weapon
Think about everything you lost to it
It'd be different if the shit belonged to us
But the profit motive's always locked and loaded
They can make a population stop voting
They can take a populist and knock them over
They can topple governments and pop a POTUS
Got the chopper propped against the shoulder
It'll pop pop pop and flip you over
You a top shotter?
Well you're getting lowered
You at the top spot?
You're about to get demoted
The atrocities of coca-cola
And all my homies in infinity
All of the soldiers dead of the defense ministry
Is bootlicking your identity?
Knowing they separate us by identity
Cause they know that class would unite us
They seen it all over the world
They spent a hundred years trying to fight it
They spent a trillion dollars on a million horrors
Killed a billion people just to hide it
It's all there in our history
Why is no one in power indicted?
Pain management conspiracies
Doing the same damage that we did in Japan
They ain't even have to drop a bomb on us
Cause we're nodding off instead of taking a stand
Our disease has been criminalized
They let our revolution die in a cell
They stack trauma on our other trauma
So that we can never get away from ourselves
The block is apocalyptic
Stocking caps for the shopping district
We ain't no shoplifters
I do robberies
I'm here to rob you bitches!
Out the window with the tommy
I do this for Tommy O
And we'll be moving like them Cubans
On the twenty-sixth of July
And it's adios
Shock trooping through the ruins
Looking for humans
I feel somebody close
I put this rhyme into Dom's jacket at the viewing
And I felt his body cold
And nobody knows but
They wouldn't let me be his pallbearer when he died
But I know
That we carried each other when he was alive
I know
They needed somebody to blame
And I'm sorry I overdosed on the train