Lyrics:
about a white boy gettin' the fame
They dug out the foundation
Now let me give a demonstration
Say you got a dope group from the hood
Talkin' mad shit
from tears to cheers, things we did should be listed
In a pyramid, studied by a little kid
Talked about by old jacks with slacks
Can I move
(said it all)
Rumors about me, I read 'em all (read 'em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head
Another black man in America
Dead in the streets by the hands of police
I can’t even tell you what is scarier
They sworn to protect but they leave my
deal with this
When you a child of a black militant
Whose entire network of friends and
Family only spoke Spanish
They like me forget about the
Color I
black too
Man, if I could have a conversation with this white guy (black)
I would ask him explain (black) about all these Black countries (black)
How in
three", peace to the real G's
Still me 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I can't give up, it's a black thang
And I ain't goin' back to the crack game
about you
Tonight is
All about you
All about you
All-alla alla alla
You right it’s
I can lead you
I I can lead you on
I I can read you
I I can read you
Black Suma, Black Sumarai
Black Suma, Black Sumarai
My katana stay sheathed disrespect me then maybe
Follow through you like a breeze
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out
(Youngin' from Del Amo)
Black out, black out
(Belt by
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by
his
Baby is cute or whatever, but
For me, it’s bigger than who
I am and my presence
Living it’s about when I was
On Earth what did
I do to help?
to help you teach about Us.
What! This is insane. You need to leave right now. What is your name!?
Griot B, I'm black bout to snap like Thanos
cnd erase
my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters; far from bitches
Help me raise my black
You're black you create. the fabric, the couches, the tables, the drapes,
The foundation, walls and paint, cmerica's House was built by your race,
about it
Can we talk about it?
You ain't gotta say too much
Ain't gotta say too much
I can read your body language
You ain't gotta say too much
I
This is for all my black people
We need to get it together y'all
One love one kind
One heart one mind
With God it's all possible
My black people my
clothes black cars
20 inches on the rims black dubs
How many times I should say that
The other day I was chillin' in a Maybach
Me and AP go way back
Now we
(han)
How you do that there (han)
Get me high like an eagle
L-l-lookin' for the evil eye (evil eye)
I be 'round what you read about (read about)
Got
snitched
I could neva see that
Talkin that they got statements on him
Hold let me read that believe that
Was gettin high off of life, about to relapse
Gud
just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance.
I said frank now do me a favor
'Cause you know the election is over
To set your
Diallo's killers going free paid by society
Now I know you don't care about me
Hey-we should be burning and looting,
Believe me, start exchanging 41 for 90
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
said it best
He said if poor whites think they better then Blacks then they wont ever stress
Life’s been a tough read and getting harder by the page
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