Listen to Random Thoughts (feat. L'mar Zandere & NIGGOD) by OF MARS

Random Thoughts (feat. L'mar Zandere & NIGGOD)

OF MARS

Hip-Hop/Rap

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Malcolm Rashid Sanders
Martin Malcolm Rashid Sanders
Songwriter
Brian Lamar Alexander
Brian Lamar Alexander
Songwriter
Jeffrey Grey Muriel
Jeffrey Grey Muriel
Songwriter

Lyrics

Can't be a slave on minimum wage Tomorrow is another way Can't go back to church Hope my music saves Random thoughts flooding my brain Just here with my tribe We some midnight marauders Pen the words, getting dialogue and speech getting doctored Informational age shit getting spooky Shit getting slaughtered Probably the one mom wish she aborted The fetus I just call how I seed it Stripes on shoulders No deal from adidas Strike gold, hit a lick, come up off these features Job done, mission completed In my element Just one with the season For Eric Garner and Sandra Bland I gotta keep breathing Telling me what's believing if you can't see it Can't be a slave on minimum wage Tomorrow is another way Can't go back to church Hope my music saves Random thoughts flooding my brain The light of the light is so bright It allows us to see through the difficulty Of what's been going on Because we've been forewarned And I can't complain 'cause nothing has changed I'm just informing you Why would I lie to you It won't even help me too Spent my career thus far just try find the balance Chasing money and dreams you see That's the challenge Tell the boss suck my dick Come to work flossing and shit It's hard work from employees is how he bought him his whip And how can I be a slave that's stuck on minimum wage When I know tales of Shaka Zulu had the bloodline of kings All these agendas they push us, but still my name is my name You aren't cool with the gods, don't use NIGGOD name in vain I lost my faith in the masses Place they faith in a book Christians claim Jesus was white knowing that ain't how he look All this Black on Black genocide made us hate how he look Force fed us them Bibles knowing that ain't our book No longer worship in churches worshipping on these beats Pray for rain in the forest or have church on these streets No longer worship in churches worshipping on these beats Pray for rain in the forest or have church on these streets Amen
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