Champion Lyrics

[Intro]
Yea
Yea
Ok, ok

[Verse 1]
Born to be a carnivore
Eat the heart of your local artist, Overlea High
Raised inside of a world covered in vultures
Living inside of a system pissing outside of a window
This is my culture
Too intelligent and black and they will assault ya
A little salty aren't ya
American raised, American schooled, American taught
Fraudulent education system and I am the result
Pause, Let me take this call from uncle Paul
And tell him that uncle Sam
Has took me for a hundred thousand grand goddamn
But, Guess that's the cost of education
And this economy, I think I just got myself a degree in waiting
Or maybe nursing
But they say everything happens it must have a purpose
But I prey the skeletons under my bed
Will never crawl up and resurface
Or maybe they will
And maybe I'll have talk about shit that I feel
Grab that shotty shawty
Ride shot gun for real, I mean ain't no body watching
Ain't nobody jockin so you might as well take it
If you got the tools to build it
Then you might as well make it, blah

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Mama ain't raise no stupid child
But who am I convincing
Stupid sinful situations
Should have landed my ass in prison
But, reality so damn different
And the vision outside out of my prism
Got me viewing my self so crystal
And I am blissful there was no pistol Inside of that kitchen
When that nigga hit my mama like he was trippin'
Put that burner to his ass
Like a turkey on thanksgiving
Even though I was a git
I was a git who was on a mission
How dare you lay your hands upon my fam Boy you must be trippin'
Or suffering from some birth defect
But let us forget these hurtful days
Or end up like them kids who crush up them pills
And sniff up them Percocets
Perfect outside of this church
Smoking that purple inside of our turtle necks
Back then we was young
Because we simply ain't have no worries yet
We would scurry around like them kids do
You kill me and I kill you
Playful with these games
But now a days there's death on Youtube
Who knew you could abuse a cool dude
New to your school on a Tuesday
When that Wednesday come around
He grab that bullet proof and shoot you, blah

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You be a man nigga stand up, man up
Manage your financial advances
Handle your grammar
Approach these women with respect
You too have a grandma, or a auntie, or a nana
There was a female who raise those family members
Remember, When you just a little contender
A little bit younger with half the picture
I hope you let your image render
Hope you got your shit together, better late than never
It is astonishing what is accomplished with a little effort
Now resurrect and breathe breath into that dying dream
I am a outcast I laugh that there is no I in team
And fire beams come out my eyes
When I'm outer space I swear there is no calmer place
To admire all of these finer things
I get to work my nigga I get to work
And if you know worth you will get what you deserve
I smoke the purp until a nigga can't observe
And then I hop inside the booth
And kill every single verse like

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