Lyrics:
havin' a dam good day
It's hard surrounded by so much dam decay
Just make yo ass wiggle like a mantaray
If you don't want to see the evil wrath
Who wants
our youth by example
Truth will come to light even
If they win in building the DAPL
Shooting down drones
Polluting our homes
No freedom of the press
Tamir Rice
Yvette Smith, Eric Garner, John Crawford Victor White
They be tryina' take our power, black man kryptonite
Nother' black face on a t-shirt,
chapter
Floating all dream like but it’s not a dream right
Sleep cycle off again just cycled by the seaside
Seems like sometimes things aren’t cool
Seems
the corners and shoot down the street
Niggas shoot shoot sharp glances at white women
Nigga shoot dope into their arm
Niggas shoot guns and rifles on New
noise; I need four alarm
Three A.M. on the lawn with two kids and one slipper on
Blaze now, your days phase out like old sitcoms
Tryin to save the show by
tryina jack ya?
It's hard to tell, we lost our boy behind this punk shit
And when we catch him we gon' chuck him in the trunk, slick
I gives a fuck
it is,
Compared to what time it isn't,
When you hear KRS in the house
Just run and get our ticket.
Because when you come into the jam,
The party
that noise, hear it comin' up the street?
Stompin' and clappin' and shufflin' feet
Fetch yo cigarettes and follow me to the
Corner by the store with
Joe, we'll soon by flying
Back to the ranks so blue
Can you feel Joe I'm all a tremble
Perhaps it's the battle's noise
But I think it's that I
Impressions upon my retina
In fives, in threes, in nines, in seventies
In patterns and lines, our kind’s aggregated memories
Intelligent design, doesn’t have
above it
I love it this feeling I covet
So shove it I wanna know what comes of it fuck it
White boy with the white noise coming dead from a land line live
white
Got all that purp, got all that Sprite make you feel like
Someone important or somethin', bills past due
You here frontin' but she Louised up
Tonite we gone get that money right, yo
Tonite we gon' blow thru all the lights, yo
Tonite is our one and only chance, son
We're gonna hold Mark
the ruckus
The loudest make noise like blowing trumpets
Officers try to hush us, rush us to kick buckets
The culture instructs us, to keep our eyes on their
barrelled with nigger
My name is muted by white noise that can't even pronounce it
But will quickly correct me when I say thicovsky or lewandoski
look at me
(Schools for fools look at me)
Just a boy filled with so much glee, look at him he's so free (am I?)
But all I see was a child locked down by
the mirror and I'm tapped in
I feel so alive
Once upon forever, find myself back in this motion picture
Get by selling soul cut and dry any place any time deal
pussy good. Anything, no problem
My lawyer white, by 45. I'll probably live on an island
Eight plaques and they all diamond. I eat off them like it's fine
away) Bombs away
And it seems like, in the grand scheme of it all
The world's run by a few people and we never seen them at all
How do they exist if
quality
When entire life odysseys past right by your hypocrisy
And you don't even hear the sound of our voices we've got to be
Bringing tireless
I'll be with you all night
Till the skies turn light
Girl it just feels right
Having you by my side
I am no Walter White
But I miss you when you're
[Gangsta Boo]
Nigga please
I'm hotter than 100 degrees
poppy in me
but sex don't come until we come to our knees
gimme' yo' cheese
before I get my niggas
[Gangsta Boo]
Nigga please
I'm hotter than 100 degrees
poppy in me
but sex don't come until we come to our knees
gimme' yo' cheese
before I get my niggas
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