Lyrics:
When out of the bayou came a man like the lake had a tongue.
He was right up on the glass, all yellow-eyed, black teeth, bangin' on the windshield,
Pistol shoot, ring alarm
Preacher going sing a song, chant a song rappa pom
Big up Junior Gong
Welcome to bucktown
Get fucked by right or wrong, our
My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new
black, we original
The deal is y'all don't see it's all Biblical
I said you don't wanna roll where I could go
Hard times, Hennessy an' Optimos
Twenty
many years your junior
"Many many years your junior" boy, say it with your chest
Banana tailpipe BS gets you an F on this test
Banana in the tailpipe? Yo
floor ya
Headz ain't ready got the Original Gunz and machetes
I Pen-dat ass to de-grass like I was Teddy
Cause brothas ain't ready for the fros
with your click
Or the Btich ass cops
Xzibits' first LP
It hit your black like crack rock
I'm blowin' up your spot by remote
Mr. Cut Throat
name's Malik
The Five-Foot Freak
Let's say we get together by the end of the week
She simply said, ""No"", labelled me a ho
I said, ""How you figure?""
this track mixed with sativa in ya blunt wrap
It's about two years since they heard me rap but i'm strapped
Focused and proud to be black
Cuz life aint
difference I’m trying not to get shot Jeff koon ballons
Im trynna go pop
By 27
If I’m in heaven with basquiat
Then you better play Hailey
When that casket drop
You shall know a man by his fruits
But the strength of a tree lays in roots
Foundations built on the cornerstone
Stamina, endurance for the marathon
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I got, I got, I got, I got
Loyalty, got royalty
Quadruple any figure quick on the trigger
Helter skelter wig out by the goodfella
Not Lou Pinella 'cause I'm black and mo' betta
Bust a phenomenum
and crucify, those who trick and lie
In the eyes, of the most, high
The pale-face, devil race, caucasoid germ
Grafted, from original, black man's sperm
a heavyweight, they call 'em Ab Rude
this is not simply just to downplay wishes
made by emcees who found they status
do what you do to live life lavish
have this
growling shift towards
The thorn in his paw and his call ignored
Falling on his sword so that calling all guards
To the zoot suit riot get your giants
Brighten up you home, it said in the advert
All your decorating done by an expert
How the hell was I to know he's such a dirty sod
I wanted subtle
B-Boys|You so-called ballas still falling for decoys|You so-called rappers aint playing by my rules|The fact is, they can't do what I do|Hey baby ' get a load
impression
Their promises are washed down by their own gutters
Later get choked and they blame it on squatters
Manifesto wizards, rallying monsters
I'm
smashin on a ting like issa new hobby
Shout out all da blacks here who dont think they black
Who think they dey demographic different because of where dey
following the black star
That's all, last call
That's all y'all saw!
Hip hop for respect, I plant my flag on the planet
About to reign this terrain, and then
Black sheep of the pack
Get that ass beat
Napoleon And Nejma peep the rap sheet
I'm a keep it a stack you think it's just raps
You think cause u seen
They say the truth shall set you free so I suppose
Deep breath like 1,2, 3 then I let go
First thing, B.M.I.G. that is the code
All routes lead black
on to the emulators
Every game in the arcade, already played 'em
All the original rhymes got translated
Now video game studies was mandated
Let me tell you about
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