Lyrics:
red ryder
You might say I went right up to the factory
And picked it up, it's cheaper that way
Ugh!, what model is it?
Well, It's a '49, '50, '51,
cleansed.
If I had any doubts, this experience cleared them.
[Bridge]
Now I know for sure that God is real.
I know that it's the truth by the way it
hear don't be like me
Bruh they need role models, far as I can see, so what it be
Know you gotta get by any means, but this door is a machine
Built
shoes
It is hard, I just don't know where to start
By the looks some people give or the feeling you're apart
It's an experience for so many
And it
Ride with me on the edge of ya seat
You know I'm doin bad, the devil runnin from me
I spose the ends near, see it all in the streets
Black roses
you'd ever need
I find it hard to believe
I just can't stand the feel
Of being defined by a curse or by what others see
Heads down
Ahead
Despair is coming
the battlefield
Black and blues make it real
Don't you see this is the way to win
If we can prove that they're wrong
Prove that we're strong
We can take back what
Backwoods, your White Owls, your Dutches'
And we gon' smoke and gon' ride to this shit right here, you know what I'm sayin'?
This is that shit here,
targeting minorities like it's a normalcy
Growing up black your taught to live cautiously
Just so you can make it back home in one piece
All these unnecessary
Found myself askin' God what the fuck is my purpose
You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in
Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it
walk into the room show no emotion
He tryna put that heat on you his heart is cold as frozen
He locked and threw the key over
But somehow it's still open
“you soon will be a goddamn man,
Now start learning what life is about now son”
“get smacked ‘cause you’re blue Black,
Throwback to welts and twist
to get married
What a feeling of overcoming the odds
It's like I just hit the lottery, my God
There must be a God, cause golly
You done made it through
there'll never be a freebie
Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch,
guess the mink finally inherited the EARTH
But look at what it's worth
Another black face a white t-shirt
To much pain indoured
Is it because My skin
Quake
Quake
See it quake
Hands shake
Ima make
The break
Can I take
The cake
Wake
Wake
Make the break
The ground couldn't take
Crack and a sound
Is
of selfishness
Just a young black man that be fucking up Italy, tell em I'm on my Othello shit
It's a couple lil niggas that fake like they know me
The truth is we
Lubriderm, time took to write this
The war will be fought by the righteous
Who stand criticized by his un Alikeness
Knowledge is the truth and it's
I'm kinda sure
Like making a right at the light
And getting stopped by the law
License and registration then step out of the car
It's me in
nature
I fire up and then I vibe out with my creator
And what you need is that peace by the riverside
Come git a little high
Hit my blunt call my vibe
What is time? Huh, time is divded by two.
Before it happens, and after it happens.
Right now, we callin it the ghetto horrow show.
[some
Brown skin tone know my shit don't crack
Back with my might
Light on my track
Black lives matter raise my fist in every weather
It's a cycle it's a trap
am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house
the parents
Clothes that he got was on clearance
Boy what the fuck is you wearing
Niggas ain’t sparing no feelings g
You rich or you broke it’s all energy
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