Lyrics:
know
Boy boy boy boy boy better know!
Final stage! Sweeeeping!
Elbow! Kick, punch, elbow!
Elbow elbow!
You can't tell me jack
Man could never be wack
your cap peeled
Now your mother's outside wonderin why you got killed
Use better judgment in the game you play
In the life of a black man but that is
killed
Use better judgment in the game you play
In the life of a black man but that is the hard way
man are so gassed up anybody woulda thought they make their doe by burping and farting/
Im Bart ur Martin/
Bars so sharp dem man are self harming/
Get
man are so gassed up anybody woulda thought they make their doe by burping and farting/
Im Bart ur Martin/
Bars so sharp dem man are self harming/
Get
kings, your rooks, rings and pawns tooken
Aiyyo, keep your tape rollin' so you catch every bar
of the Black Thought and the black man from Black Star
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
not far from where I'm livin'
4 Police men used the power they were given
And they killed a black man for usin' a counterfeited
Dollar bill
What
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
better praise him, praise him
Pull up, run down,
One down, man down
Pull up, run down,
One down, man down
Pull up, run down,
One down, man down
Pull up,
an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
Come and roll
to handle you
See I got brothers and uncles and cousins
Homies yelling fuck 12 so they kill us by the dozen see
Thats what you get for being born black
Oscar
the past
Gonna bring my best or I'm done man
When it's too much ferry me from distress
Can't handle this domestic unrest
I'm gonna take the quest, gonna
shit from around me
Time to hit the booth, so I call my nigga Bluff
Man, we all tryna make it, cause these streets is really tough
That black on black
Simple slim, man I'm large, mashin' so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do' and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can slow my flow
My wheels
night
With GOOD company and better jewelers
To the Good Life, we GOOD music
Man, I wake up to a wet dream
Every day’s a Friday and every
Nights a sex
what you gone do
Black man black man
Let him sell crack and
Keep weight on his back then
Throw him in the trash can
Only way out is this rap or in sports
(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
it is
The rest gangsta on the real man you know what it is
Plus I got a hundred goons wit me
Dressed in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty
the railroads traveled by the caught
That's history, prisoners and slaves, all of the depraved
Moves being made from wanting better a grade
Check the biology
Barton Harlow
The Black Keys Brothers El Camino
Camp by Childish Gambino
Awaken My Love is amazing too
Modest Mouse Good News For People Who Love Bad News
at
Turning my people to hashtags
Hands up and get blast at
I see a cop and have flashbacks
I'm a black man in america I guess I'm a little bit different
I
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush. Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
?Company!!!?
?Macho, macho man!?
? Two-three-four.?
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We got Shaolin in the area
Big up yourself black man, my brothers
Hell is the plan for the other, discover, discover, discover, c'mon, c'mon
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