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Pretty Boxes ft. kid DEAD (Prod. Qreepz)

from NKNGS by NKNGS

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it’s a terrifying era when a pair of lights will scare ya to the point that what you wear and listen to seems to feel dangerous

feign to the same steps taken to degrade them

fade to the same songs created to enslave- trends

cut to the point, slice right through the tendon

puff on a joint, get locked in the penn

spend more years behind bars, surrounded by violent men, than learning how to fix yourself

no rehabilitation

nah, that’s not the intention of the profiteering party

gotta get the income up by forcing everyone to argue

starting at the bottom, they’ve played every card that they were dealt, but they were slid a couple extra cause they own the dealer’s health

feelers felt the wind change come before the storm, but i’ve been burnt by kids with magnifying glasses born with no remorse, so i can’t see a foot ahead of me while scurrying the floor
yet it seems i’m better off than many more, and i can barely feed myself, so i can see where thievery originates

desperation speaks in every language in this city space

pretty faces put on boxes made by state intelligence

everything you’ve learned from watching it is pure irrelevance

CHORUS


this is exactly what they wanted to happen

the system isn’t broken, it was made this way



*kid DEAD*

i’ve woken up on cold floors, eyes been bloodshot

how many different ways can i tell you that i hate the fucking cops

wanting the nightmares to stop, but the wolves are more than scary

making me think, maybe, that i’d be off better dead and buried

the razor slice a cherry on top of a bloody sunday

and the only break i get is trading drugs for my commissary

work camp- new slavery

less than human, basically

man in the mirror, hating me

candle lit but no saving me

could really use some hope, and i’m praying my family’s okay

lock me up for dope, but doctors push that shit and get paid

breaking the locks, no keys on the waste of the mark of the beast that harbor the sheep

ain’t stopping till we knocking down all the walls of this hell and we setting em free

yuh

credits

from NKNGS, released November 4, 2017
Lyrics by NKNGS & kid DEAD
Beat by Qreepz
Sample: Emma Goldman- YouTube
Vocal Engineering by NKNGS
Mixing by NKNGS
Mastering by Josh Penaluna

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