Lyrics Atypical Stereotype - Dälek

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Don′t expect progress, the movement's all lateral
Upward climb result in heinous crime
Talkin′ Tulsa '21, May 31

Burnt black Wall Street behind some pale sheets
Shit is weak, historically, events remain cyclical
Stories so typical, the tears run dry
Sip the iron wine as poetic device

Quick to link thought like when tape get spliced
What I call a good time? My hood and three dice
Ol' gold got this kid real nice, I′m a atypical stereotype
Ol′ gold got this kid real nice, I'm a atypical stereotype

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals

They got enamored with the glamor, lost sight of our plight
Doesn′t take proper grammar to be able to write
Harsh truth always heard between the lines I recite

Change the world and I'll change my gripes
Change the world and I′ll change my gripes
Sip the Iron wine at such great heights I ain't conscious
Speak for the paupers, griots and the authors

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals

They got enamored with the glamor, lost sight of our plight
Doesn′t take proper grammar to be able to write
Harsh truth always heard

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Change the world and I'll change my gripes
Change the world and I'll change my gripes

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Sip the iron wine at such great heights I ain′t conscious
Speak for the paupers, griots and the authors

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Sip the iron wine at such great heights I ain′t conscious
Speak for the paupers, griots and the authors

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Sip the iron wine at such great heights I ain't conscious
Speak for the paupers, griots and the authors
Diseased try to lead? They lost us

Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals
Truth stay intangible, they treat us like animals