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[Verse 1: Oso Dope]
Deep within the wicked nor the wilderness
Exists the mental disc of this compulsive lyricist
So curious, could flow so furious, carries himself mysterious
Mending its Dominicans convinces by this American experience
Now here he is, in Brooklyn, been living there
Ever since in Brooklyn, the people's potential provokes the nemesis
Sold on every row, old techs suppressed intelligence
They sugar coat, decode your best, don't miss the emphasis
Narrow apartments, hallways, walls fallin' apart
Livin' rooms always play the news, terrorists televise talk
Chaos is caught on surveillance, on civil cases in court
Mayhem makin' the bones of these neighbors livin' shoulders apart
The behavior result of the labor by weekly wage ain't enough
There's no bills then meals on the table, can't complain, he was taught
A kid often caught in deep thoughts, where did his people come from?
How come they speak Spanish tongue and cousins are darker than some?
[Hook: Oso Dope]
Alright, so why do many men declare dough? Men again
Over this globe, we livin' in, for that roll
There's no auditionin' in your lost convinced my kin
Lost in colonial conditionin'
Been tried to put my mans on, but nah, he's not listenin'
It must've been the way I work with words, it was too much for him
It must've been the words you heard
I said it must've been the words you heard
[Verse 2: Oso Dope]
Too many questions rest in the between the crevices
Of unexplained sentences, not the kinds of words you learned
For your spelling test, who can testify to the mess of this
I speak to you, you seem confused, dissect the message kid
No admiration for the land, let some mad invasion
Settlers declared their occupance and created documents
This inclined to harvest crops to live, they lost a lot of men
Survivors from the winter dug in graves to eat a lot of them
The word around the New World was, that you could use humans to do as you wish
Traders travel to where Timbuktu is, every tribal island closest to it
And what they do is capture kin, kept them in ships dipped in excrement
Kept 'em in chains, by the neck and legs, hundred held with decks
The height of eighteen inches, then they sold us by units
In what is now called the US, coincided and congruent
We are the rulers, now ruins, always remember that
[Hook: Oso Dope]
Alright, so why do many men declare dough? Men again
Over this globe, we livin' in, for that roll
There's no auditionin' in your lost convinced my kin
Lost in colonial conditionin'
Been tried to put my mans on, but nah, he's not listenin'
It must've been the way I work with words, it was too much for him
It must've been the words you heard
I said it must've been the words you heard
[Verse 3: Oso Dope]
Citizens work hard for dividends, livin' with coworkers and immigrants
Who don't speak ingles but understand a bit
Payroll is under the table, they save up to maintain and ship out
Barrels, full of clothes for loved ones and neighbors back at home
Majority of minorities misrepresented, they mainly tell us through edits
The sinners inherit the rhetoric ignorance evidence
A lack of incentives for unity within' communities
Creates buffoolery eulogies, emotionally, nudity movies of you and me
Victims of influence conflicted between what a true victor is
These incidents are no coincidence, statistics can't exist
Without participants, get jobs, own businesses
And bars on discipline where God is whisperin' 'Yo, are you listenin'? Yo'
Way before the election that let Bush win, I lived in Bushwick
Born and raised, a lot changed since my younger except
Brothers still are tricked to destroy, forget to build this miss of a void
A message revealed, hip-hop concealed the real
[Hook: Oso Dope]
Alright, so why do many men declare dough? Men again
Over this globe, we livin' in, for that roll
There's no auditionin' in your lost convinced my kin
Lost in colonial conditionin'
Been tried to put my mans on, but nah, he's not listenin'
It must've been the way I work with words, it was too much for him
It must've been the words you heard
I said it must've been the words you heard
Words You Heard was written by Loaf Muzik & Oso Dope.
Words You Heard was produced by KidzinBrooklyn.
Loaf Muzik released Words You Heard on Thu Aug 03 2017.