Lyrics:
Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up
Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner
White man kill a black man, they never report
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens and she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
on our side,
Black Man in America, Shit, Look At Yo Area,
Shit, Look at the barriers, Shit, its getting scarier,
They killing niggas for nothing, They
mission is to seek out and boldly enter
A place where no man has gone before:
It's not a mini black hole
Not a giant black hole
Not a frozen black hole
But
it
He was just tryna get a pack of cigs
What is it illegal for a black man to leave his crib?
‘Cuz it seems like it is
We teachin’ that to little kids?
leng
You turn up but nigga, we rep
Why do man love getting me vexed?
Here for the lightskin girl
With the big bumper
And the black bredrin with
but I stand a man
And for as long as I can, as long as you permit me
Please give me the strength I need to live, bear with me, Amen
We each walk
got stopped, by this shorty tryna rhyme
Manager said we ain't got time, but time to time
You gotta make time when it's time for karma to come back
on Warren G's "Regulate"
Far from speculation, the first man was us
We say "Black Power!", they say "In God We Trust!"
But we're the God they speak of,
a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with
Overshadowed by your comp, then you take a dab on?
Spending bi-weekly checks on a lease for beats?
Nothing, so stop fronting, catch these hands cheek to cheek
(Come on, man, Come on)
Yeah this what it felt like
When I grew up in New York
Mike Cash, what up?
I want my kids to grow up
In a all black
That a black woman is (heaven sent)
I am so sorry the way that we treated you
(got you comparing yo skin tone)
You the coveted woman they wanna be like
myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you
the object is to stay alive
I never ran from the klu klux klan
And I shouldn't have to run from a black man
I never ran from the klu klux klan
And I
Yeah, I'ma need that gold medal, matte black shit on a whip
Hear them drums, nigga? ERYS in a 6 with the wrist
'Bout to swish, no assist, never
his way out of jail
If he was black his white ass be sittin' in the cell (white privilege)
For killin' those two people that kid is not sorry
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
black on black
Black on black, black on black
Now it seems like every weekend I be on different vacay
Man Your girl say I'm the daddy you mistaken me for
Yeah
Yo
Yo
It’s been Four Hundred years
And it’s still whips and chains
Shackled down by man
But the freedom they scream
What rights?
When u always
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
want it more
Sorry I had to settle the score
Black boots on the pavement (uh)
Beast mode like I'm out of them cages
Blackin' out on occasions
Pick
and a T thats illusion (Wahh)
You're man be waiting his food is wrong (Damn)
Food be long my table is too
But sorry there ain't a seat for u
They see the way
to make my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen delay
The man was apologetic as he turned his head to say
Sorry, kid, you're not gonna
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