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Just a dope track relating to current events.

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Time Out

Verse I
If u fraternize with king
You best bow down and kiss the ring
We told you everything was nice
But play us twice and it get mean
I synthesized my own addiction
I'm a disrespectful fiend
Music junkie
Overdosing
Keep that hypodermic clean
Sharpen up all my syringes
You can feel me in ya dreams
Hear people dying mommas crying
As you analyze my scenes
These tappers dull ya senses while they po up pints of lean
And law enforcement gun us down fore we can even leave our teens
They shame ya over melanin
And as a penance give you bling
Slip you mollies in ya 40's
And give ya hoes to crash the team
Adorn ya body with tattoos
And give ya colored rags to swing
Then sit and watch yall kill eachother
Pass yo struggle to ya seed
They tell ya M.O.E
But that's more of a European sentiment
While you out there hustling
They pump ya neglected kid with Ritalin
2 job 3 job 4 job
And u still gotta sell to pay them bills
But if you do they'll call you thug
And deem that you're okay to kill


Man it's time out
Our star players are tired now
Another baby die
Our first reaction is to ride out
Dark knights bent on vengance
Done disgusted with pretending
Middle fingers in the air to yall assumptions and pretention
I aint tryna chase no fame
Cause i need more than 15 minutes
Labels offer u a chain
And keep you quiet during lynchings
Superstore got yo relaxers
Chinese shop got yo extensions
Only we got that's black is the skin color of our victims

Verse II
Tell em if I die today
Delete my Facebook and my Twitter
Google plus, my tumblr
Any other site that they can enter
I aint tryna have the media come confiscate my pictures
Just so they can paint me as a ignant negro in the system
Welcome to America
The home of caged conspirators
One nation under God
But so abrasive toward the spiritual
Sneak pimps up in our pulpits
Uncle Tom's up in our senate
Have our own people to geeked to
Call eachother thots and menace
We some damaged folk
Them laws see us as animals
Classical eugenics
If ya pale then you can have it all
Most of yall dream to be a young thug with some rich homies
Absolutely no vocab
Except to tell the man "you own me"
Then go back to the hood
Shoot a couple vids just to show u was there but doing no good
Wave a bunch of signs
Claim a block you dont own
And thrown monopoly money to the girls in the club
Smoke a bunch of blunts
Do some x sip a drink
Hit a girl or 2
Maybe one guy if ya versatile
Anything ya A&R tell you to
Cause if not they gon let ya rot in prison or just murder you

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from Social Disturbance (BC Edition), track released December 15, 2014

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NeRo AnGeLo Evansville

Hello, you may call me Nero Angelo, Nero for short, I started writing rhymes at around 13 and started seriously freestyling at 15, as of now I can say that I have, and will continue to improve my skill in both rapping and producing. save for a few, all of the beats that I use are self-produced with styles ranging from jazzy, chill rhythms, spacey sounds, and even samples on occasion. ... more

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