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Okay
This one is for all my African brothers
From the East to the South
And down to the West
I can only say
Godspeed
Godspeed
Yeah
When they move

'em run
Since day ones I'm making Opps my sons
And I'll never forget when yo bitch gave me tongue
Like fuck her, ghost her
She want me turn the other

Lions are the most sociable of all cats
With 10 -15 in prides usually
Females do almost all of the hunting
While the males protect their territory

Verse 1

your eyes of brown have now turned blue

your shadow follows me around this room

No hard feelings this time around

our crowded house

Slow down with this shit Dazeful
Detroit Flow was the shit, I'm a drop a duce
Niggas tryna get in my triangle, who the fuck is you
She a brown skin,

the basement
I'm breathing in all the mold
I still gotta hustle
I wanna get it with rapping
I'm still one of the soldiers
I wanna sit with the captains
Cause

for you put it in
Ball on payday just to do it all again
Devil got a new name and that n*gga name is Midas
Every single thing I touch I want it got

Now I live alone, with my family in a tumble-down brownstone
Somewhere between the suburbs and the jewel of the city
My birthdate’s unknown but my

what they be writing down
Always popping a nigga
Or popping pills
What's all that hype about

With me its difference
It's part of my image
It's a start

shots, all you hear is grunts,

Fourth down, we goin' fourth round, we dont never punt,
Iced Latte, but ain't no spice in it, she call you her munch
That's

Fuck a guitar we gon rock with them choppas out
Run it up put that shit at my mama house
Good dope Whitney , Bobby brown
Got whatever you want come

I have so much to say, but in the least most simple way, I love you
I miss when it all was new, when I ain't have nothin' to prove
Cool water fallin'

sergeant My youngins' get it done quick
Upstate Burpee Boys
Politic and exercise
Scully on, thick gloves
Brown boots, sharp knives
Every day, run a couple

money just to reminisce
Keepin' track of all you pussy niggas, You just made the list

Now let me double down
Laid up naked with this bitch who nigga out

on
I like to sip cough syrup, I don't drink brown
My big cousin Ray, all she drink is crown
It's a real nigga party, so get outta here

You way

I keep it 80 with niggas they look at me different every time that I keep it hunnit
Niggas be all on yo dick when you get you a name like they really

Grown bitches makin' money, what you hoes doin'
Been to smoke a backwood, what the bros doin'
All you bitches in the club, what you hoes doin'
Why

never lost her grace
And her heart held all of the dreams she would chase
But yeah the way that it feels just like Cinderella story
Saw her that night,

you looked when we kissed
And your black hair, brown eyes cut so deep I might die
Please stop acting like your mom right now
Bruises down her neck,

Just another day of being black and being brown, God have mercy
King Jesus

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeahh

claps
kwa ngoma, bars ziko down na bado unapata MA snaps, hio ni favour
I wonder, beat iko na melody, mistari ni za parody
Na kila time ni kudiss na nigga

we didn't run with it
And when time came 'round to point our fingers
All the fault came down to things that we said we were not quite ready for
Think

born
Blessed are the Patriots
All their children kneel down, down, down, down, down
All their children kneel!
Bout to punk rock the mic
Gonna kill

down is a bitch
So I re-dose
Then I'm out like a bitch
All of these hoes actin' clown for the rich
Always grippin' on the pole
Whip it out like a tick