Lyrics:
That buried generations of black and brown men
Who left their post because they were misguided by ghosts in the land of the living
Ready, aim, fire
Nigga where i come from everybody struggle
How you gone make it out determined by yo hussle
When you make it to the top now everybody love you
When
the bed. All we thinking 'bout is concrete jungles
Futures of self worth, feeding both our struggles
Yeah
You were Something brand new to me
A life
with ease while the track stands at attention
Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk
You know
She wanna ride that brand new thang
Yes I fucked but she ain't my main
Can't stand bitches who play them games
You know
Can't smoke a blunt
love when My pockets was busted
Say that they love me but I Didn't trust it
Stand by my side and they still Try to rush me
Stand by my side and they
know a nig' keep hammer keep lackin
Why he keep looking for passes?
Even the blind man say i get money
You better put on ur glasses (breesha)
Bitch came
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
to do as Americans is
Stand together and unite
We'll make sure that we assemble
America into a brand
New America there's certain rightists
That I'll never
smile
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push and you`ll
It's easy to feel that free
When you know what you want to be
[Chorus]
Stand up, your time has come back around
Stand up, there's nothing holding
swing' - come meet your brand new toy
Eon't cringe when you see, I'm trying to be a glamour boy.
I've taken care of those age spots, still need a tuck
at your engineer:
A Japanese guy with glasses on with straight leg jeans and a beer
Got you on Hit Factory with four groupies with acne
Thinking you
calling
I beg your pardon
So many been locked down by the sergeant
You know so many sleepin in the street and in the garage concert for the greedy
Charity
except you
I can’t stand the pain, I need you here tonight
I’m lonely, but I accepted it
We hop in a brand new Benz’
Cupid get the choppa, heart hangin’
night
Damn
Hit it
Two, three, four, five, six, seven
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your pride
When faced with
cynical
Just keep your feet on the pedals elliptical
Nah he ain't leaving, condition ain't critical
If you get caught by the boys keep it minimal
One in
the
Building turn them sprinklers on again
I leave your whole clique wet
Thought we died but now I'm in the born again
Swing my nine again, I ain't finished yet
Ebola catchers, cold molasses
Ey yo, the masses, hold the glasses, shake all your asses
Fold a flag in half, scatter ashes over pastures
Pour a splash
walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
Your silence is
What does that stand for potential to stack dough
Your brand is brittle and yo designs they lack whoa
Look to the sky there's a light shining bright
It's
hating but she interested and now your bitch gone
See you in the brand new kicks that I spit
Worried bout your lady because I'm the one she hit on
I could
the truth
’Tis me, your sister, who stand before you
I’ve journeyed so long through realms of gloom and haze
To visit you dear brother but long I cannot stay
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
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