You Got the Vocab?

Fugees

What’s the matter with the black man?Β 
Now a statistic. So dreams of her become realistic.
Poor bastard gets mystic I don’t believe you checked the psychic
Emancipate your mind. Don’t set the limit. Reach the summit.
Free your spirit ’cause your blunted
From the lyrics I just stuttered.
‘Live off the streets’ says the brother with the machete.
‘Live off the lady’ says the brother with the glock in patrol.
I live logically, no weak slave to poverty.
You see it’s very easy to slip between the asphalt sheet.

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