Don't think you'll really understand
Born in the matrix
Skin taught to hate it
Fake hair - Ass shots - and facelifts
Everything's a cover up
Without make up
Pigs steak out - cus it's a lot of things at stake cuz
Let me explain uhh
The Fat lady sung
The same day God made the sun
The script was translated by the devils tongue
So Now its whisper down the lane
By the time I get to you the story ain't the same
Damn near sound insane
From the cells in your brain
Amplified by the thing that they put on a crane just to look into your veins
Magnified to the extreme
Classified by the name
Now you labeled by the shame
And your death's made in vein
You been
Diagnosed
That's what they did my Uncle Sam- that's what they did my auntie Mae
They tryna get my family
Got you in jail- but carteling countries - calling us a gang... but what you call the army
Diagnozed
Think they got you
But really they tryna get you
Play you as the doctor.. keeping you as the victim
I feel that in my shokras - I feel that in my spirit
God the father made the flow
Holy Spirit made my lyrics
Jesus' in my soul's tone of voice do you hear him
Looking into mirror
Do you see a hero
Vision getting clearer
Been a lot bear huh
To the grave - earn or water or the chair
I'm a make my purpose be aware
I won't run, hide, fear or be scared
Of the truth of my roots
Get a clue
Suits in blue
Through the school
Tried to make disappear
See the troops shoot thru
Church and jobs
Laws and blocks
With fear
Which one you came near
You been
Diagnosed
That's what they did my Uncle - that's what they did my auntie - they tryna get my family
Got you in jail- but carteling countries - calling us a gang... but what you call the army
Diagnosed
Think they got you
But really they tryna get you
Play you as the doctor.. keeping you the victim
I feel that in my shokras - I feel that in my spirit
If the truth was in front of you listen
Would you believe what they saying or second guessing
Would you research it or forget it
Would you take action or regret it
Would you conquer fear or let it
Be the puppeteer to your cavalier
Tell you what to eat - tell you what you to wear
Tell you what watch - what you supposed to hear
Be careful how you answer
You being diagnosed
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Soulo Smith - Diagnozed Lyrics
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Don't think you'll really understand
Born in the matrix
Skin taught to hate it
Fake hair - Ass shots - and facelifts
Everything's a cover up
Without make up
Pigs steak out - cus it's a lot of things at stake cuz
Let me explain uhh
The Fat lady sung
The same day God made the sun
The script was translated by the devils tongue
So Now its whisper down the lane
By the time I get to you the story ain't the same
Damn near sound insane
From the cells in your brain
Amplified by the thing that they put on a crane just to look into your veins
Magnified to the extreme
Classified by the name
Now you labeled by the shame
And your death's made in vein
You been
Diagnosed
That's what they did my Uncle Sam- that's what they did my auntie Mae
They tryna get my family
Got you in jail- but carteling countries - calling us a gang... but what you call the army
Diagnozed
Think they got you
But really they tryna get you
Play you as the doctor.. keeping you as the victim
I feel that in my shokras - I feel that in my spirit
God the father made the flow
Holy Spirit made my lyrics
Jesus' in my soul's tone of voice do you hear him
Looking into mirror
Do you see a hero
Vision getting clearer
Been a lot bear huh
To the grave - earn or water or the chair
I'm a make my purpose be aware
I won't run, hide, fear or be scared
Of the truth of my roots
Get a clue
Suits in blue
Through the school
Tried to make disappear
See the troops shoot thru
Church and jobs
Laws and blocks
With fear
Which one you came near
You been
Diagnosed
That's what they did my Uncle - that's what they did my auntie - they tryna get my family
Got you in jail- but carteling countries - calling us a gang... but what you call the army
Diagnosed
Think they got you
But really they tryna get you
Play you as the doctor.. keeping you the victim
I feel that in my shokras - I feel that in my spirit
If the truth was in front of you listen
Would you believe what they saying or second guessing
Would you research it or forget it
Would you take action or regret it
Would you conquer fear or let it
Be the puppeteer to your cavalier
Tell you what to eat - tell you what you to wear
Tell you what watch - what you supposed to hear
Be careful how you answer
You being diagnosed
Born in the matrix
Skin taught to hate it
Fake hair - Ass shots - and facelifts
Everything's a cover up
Without make up
Pigs steak out - cus it's a lot of things at stake cuz
Let me explain uhh
The Fat lady sung
The same day God made the sun
The script was translated by the devils tongue
So Now its whisper down the lane
By the time I get to you the story ain't the same
Damn near sound insane
From the cells in your brain
Amplified by the thing that they put on a crane just to look into your veins
Magnified to the extreme
Classified by the name
Now you labeled by the shame
And your death's made in vein
You been
Diagnosed
That's what they did my Uncle Sam- that's what they did my auntie Mae
They tryna get my family
Got you in jail- but carteling countries - calling us a gang... but what you call the army
Diagnozed
Think they got you
But really they tryna get you
Play you as the doctor.. keeping you as the victim
I feel that in my shokras - I feel that in my spirit
God the father made the flow
Holy Spirit made my lyrics
Jesus' in my soul's tone of voice do you hear him
Looking into mirror
Do you see a hero
Vision getting clearer
Been a lot bear huh
To the grave - earn or water or the chair
I'm a make my purpose be aware
I won't run, hide, fear or be scared
Of the truth of my roots
Get a clue
Suits in blue
Through the school
Tried to make disappear
See the troops shoot thru
Church and jobs
Laws and blocks
With fear
Which one you came near
You been
Diagnosed
That's what they did my Uncle - that's what they did my auntie - they tryna get my family
Got you in jail- but carteling countries - calling us a gang... but what you call the army
Diagnosed
Think they got you
But really they tryna get you
Play you as the doctor.. keeping you the victim
I feel that in my shokras - I feel that in my spirit
If the truth was in front of you listen
Would you believe what they saying or second guessing
Would you research it or forget it
Would you take action or regret it
Would you conquer fear or let it
Be the puppeteer to your cavalier
Tell you what to eat - tell you what you to wear
Tell you what watch - what you supposed to hear
Be careful how you answer
You being diagnosed
Writer: Julian Smith
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