Lyrics:
Say their names
Breonna Taylor
Sandra bland
George Floyd
Freddie gray
Korryn Gaines
All slain
My soul cries for our black lives
Still we rise
Flame OF Roses
By the love along with the love.
In the glamour of amour unveiling
The art of true loving and living.
Loving you in a universe
shit, man!
You could have it man.
We good!
Killa!
See you like to front (Word!)
Me I like to stunt (True!)
I go for it on fourth down you
How's your son? (All, all, all the thang, thang)
He made the team this year? (All, all, the thang, thang)
Aight, they said he wasn't tall enough
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go
angles sacred geometry
Darwin was a bitch put a k by what he stood for
Bill you hell of fake and Hillary you ain't hood whore
Spirit cooking with your head
better for me
Mad fences of protection for me (Yeah)
Pullin on my peace, Ima fill you with the dread
Push me to the edge, get to clipping up ya head like
I'm rilled up
Just look at how I rose
I didn't understand or comprehend what I was told
I had to go and learn for myself until I broke
I made my choice
there in England.
Prune your rose bushes Glenn
Oh they'll grow up again,
There may still be a next year, who knows?
If you're lonely take a drink,
No reason, for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter
But if I should die, I know all of my albums support
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
start to catch up to my past
Cause I stop dead center of the road (what?)
Singing George Jones, when I crashed at the light
Staring at my truck like I
Uh huh, good evening (yeah)
Live from the Moon (uh huh)
Live from the Moon (it's me)
You know, live from the Moon
Take me home, uh
Ten time
your country, I'm ? here, I've been standing here for years and years doing zis every time. you making me very angry.
Is this ze fazerland.
This is ze
a meal
Malcolm X and the King who was a dreamer
Every word that they said was only real
400 years they been waiting for their freedom
Then Kaepernick got
on the weekends and had a flight to catch on the weekdays
Rose was really balling, everyday was her payday
Life was really good at that time
But as time passes by
FDR the 30th, 1882, the year
Come February, Reagan, on the 6th, he came to be
And, William Harrison, the 9th, he'd join the family
For Lincoln, 'twas
That’s my Catheter Jones!
UNCLE WALTER:
...yelled Skeeter.
Dino Sore wanted to sneak a peek at the sun he had longed many moons for, but he couldn’t pull
I'm addied up, added up
I just ate a plate for breakfast
Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas
Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my
Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna
And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama
This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen
years of track
Two hundred years of glory never to turn back
The train is called America your ticket is a dream
That left the torture of freedom for
now to have you a child
Cause y'all been together for a long long while
Everything good now but when the shit turn foul
Somebody fin' to go buck wild
it
I'm still on your playlist
Ya'll be thinking you're tough
But I'm posting you up like USPS basic
Shoot for the moon I hit Mars
Rookie of the year
good for the dope fiends
Not too much baking soda gotta keep it crystal clean
And just like 7 Up
Shake the shit well till the motherfucker bubble up
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