This hustla hate Drugs Only vouch for herb in moderation Had hittas, would tell em bout His faith in formation But few ramped with him Passed tryna get high Soldiered on fight For righteousness He couldn't deny His hittas, they fought for cash To him that love anit apply Don't get it twisted Peeped it early often Kindled they spark But heart wasn't dark I guess that fact would label apart If they did profess the faith The power of they denied Or atleast was his assumption From his vision found in his eyes Fast forward on his own Most assumed he'd be weak Only thing they understood Was the ills of the street Several times skep creeped Still escaped on his feet Tho he crawled to em some Anit succumb to defeat His situation Was written Liken notes to the beat To this day mass act As they never did meet To him and God if he step Through all the dirt like a cleat There's no love on site Like a thief in the night Out ta dominate Competition to em anit right Even integration choose Over love of they own Don't nobody feel they good Less they sit on the throne But persevere..., But persevere... But persevere..., But persevere... In these times, daughters given To the soldiers of oppression Respond blank or foul like They never stressed the lesson Mass forfeit progression Now it means gotta mix Like accepting Crack dealers So the fiends get a fix To discriminate today You don't date out ya race But do interracial couples Judge the opposite taste Most dating don't seek providers More ya level of luxury Dudes all about doe keep Natural beauties the irony But boils over to stripping And the porno economy See girls done had enough Now they flesh a commodity Accepting all suitors like An auction in secrecy Men shoot instead of fight For the bloated identity Won't even single out If you near like the enemy An call each other demons No respect for divinity From racism some a leave They own children in danger Stead of taking the precautions For a virus that major There's no love on site Like a thief in the night Out ta dominate Competition to em anit right Even integration choose Over love of they own Don't nobody feel they good Less they sit on the throne But persevere..., But persevere... But persevere..., But persevere... Even the hustla I referenced Voided love more than once At his best he could manage Still a spiritual dunce Goes to say we all need God Woman and man I guess bad may really happen So this we understand See it's fact, in this life Persecution is real But one degree off from The God Still a very big deal If you see the bigger picture You should seek out His will Our life still one to behold Still a hell of a deal If nothing else, gotta a Dad Who done conquered the world In a way that none could Though some swearing they thorough Not only that, seen vulnerable When tryna live right Folks a cut you wide open After claiming you tight But value love in its essence It's a valuable thing No matter what In someway, to it, everyone cling Most be choosing darkness rather But we must persevere Word to movement and our being We the light up in here There's no love on site Like a thief in the night Out ta dominate Competition to em anit right Even integration choose Over love of they own Don't nobody feel they good less They sit on the throne But persevere..., But persevere... But persevere..., But persevere...