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reparations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop bein controlled, we black zombies

[Chorus]
Walkin'
ask
For reparations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop being controlled, we black zombies
about what I should do
I made a sharp left turn 
And there was my crew lookin' for a Def Jam in order to rock
Because it's gonna hit the fan at 12:00
I once knew a girl by the name of Monique
She was my childhood sweetheart every day of the week
Whether PS46, or 151
After school I'd go to her
greatest hits with a hint of 2Pacalypse
And I feed my dog gun powder, carve crucifx on hollow tips
I do not exist, all this weed why I need a therapist
Uh-huh, okay, murder!

Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
Uh-huh, okay, murder!

Wake up in the morning, hit the porch and puff a doobie
Wake and baking got me coughing up a lugie
Make a quick by most
Happiness is not even an option my friend it is
Something that you'll never know
Believe superstitious swampbies and zombies, sea
Monsters and sorcery,
By the strength of the quality weed smell
You can tell that I'm somewhere in the building on my Batman shit
Niggas suspended from the ceiling
Not
you, I’m fine, I miss you too”
You don’t give a shit
There’s another town to hit
There’s another girl, she
the bills
An' you got all the land.
I think by now it's safe to say
I'm not a happy man.

I hear yer livin' up on the hill
With some guy that drives
and can’t pretend to cause it’s not in my heart
All I really want
Is just a night at home with her by candlelight
But until I find that girl
I’m gonna hit
Food for thought, cause I'm the shelter
I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got
ya 
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt 
And why do y'all got to flaunt? 
("You gotta use what you got 
To get what you want") 
Cool, I heat you up
alive on my arrival, even though the signs are vital
I asked the doc what happened
A hit and run accident and not a single witness police never caught
We hit the highway in the shimmer glare of summer
And past the window all the trees flew by behind her
She tuned the radio 'til music was around us
let just anybody
Spew on their vital parts
They want a guy from a group with a
Big hit single in the charts

Funny you should mention it:
Our new single
other and their glasses clinked
One single unit, inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry about him, he wouldn't
Anything that I ask her too
Watch her baby stick to me like glue (stick to me like glue)
And she ain't sucking dicks ain't nothing funny
Not a damn thing
out with an empty bottle of rum
Although she's been gone long I do not miss my mother
And he's a sorry fuck so there's nothin in the cupboard
My little
version of yourself
Definitely wear lip gloss

He looks at you, and then he looks away
And then he walks away
and the smell of the sweater hits you
like Harriet Tubman 
Looked out the window by the black bed 
I saw the pigs and the four on a flatbed 
Then the light from the bird hit me in the face
You should've known that I was wit if a bit when I ain't hit it 
And step not to consider the Rep Heck! 
I did your partner cause she's hot as a baker
Anything that I ask her too
Watch her baby stick to me like glue (stick to me like glue)
And she ain't sucking dicks ain't nothing funny
Not a damn thing
A's and they're off to celebrate.
Scrolling through the pictures of my little family
My daughter with her mom and friends, not a single one with me.