Lyrics:
hand for reactions, Catholics
(Murk)
Licks I'ma serve, fuck compassion, raped her
Laced with vaxes
(Murk) , blacks to be casted (Murk)
Rats in the hood
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
Black love
I don't gotta explain too much
My folks got my back like no one does
Something bout loving you in our native tongue
Opens up possibilities
we'd be Gucci when we land
Oh, shit!
Long blink, then I remembered the hit
Car hit a spin, hit the guardrail, split
Now we all over the edge, four of us
melanated man, woman, or child is safe from we must protect ourselves our woman and our children by any means necessary it's time to stand up
verse1: they
glocks
But I'm a nigga for lie and a man by choice
Walkin through Chinatown a black man (nigga)
Walkin through the projects a balck man (nigga)
If love was a crime, I'll lay in bed If it's not with you, I'd rather be dead
I sold my soul, I made a bet, traumatize you won't forget
Time goes by
Trapped at first glance
I did a double take
A victim without a chance
Pulled in by the bait
When I caught the fishnet
Black pantyhose
Big
curas on Sunday fifteen Cuban minutes
The end is out of sight
So I'll meet you by the cannon
On the Malecón tonight
It started in Havana in
posted by the corner store
Mr. Kodac, store M.V.P
Buying rellos, seven-teen, no I.D
So gone pump ya gas, then cop a CD
And shawty if your fine, you can get
nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see, me in the pen
Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o
Beat a police out of shape
And when I'm finished,
nigga is sellin' narcotics
You'd rather see, me in the pen
Than me and Lorenzo rollin' in a Benz-o
Beat a police out of shape
And when I'm finished,
M'zaah
D.I.B pon deck
Pull up in my whip in a black n black
Omo me na actor Jackie Chan
Shawty look at me and she like and like
Cus the drip so fly
nigga, she can't stand you
I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you
I know bitches, I know just what to do
I like fat girls, I had plenty
Black an' white,
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
any one of y'all, options a beautiful thing
Body is finished, maybe they can save the tooth
Call me Kiss or call me the black Babe Ruth
That many
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
The kids was just starin' at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his
staring at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother
Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch
Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah
Its them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-mo
(D-mo)
Here I go, here I go
Gettin crunk on tha reala, I'm a nigga be
And while I see his whole clique pass us by
Motherfuckers think they qualify
And for those niggas want to try
The G.O.D., the G.O.D
Yo
I'm not caught up in
All the things in my head
If I did what they said
By now I'd be dead
No, can't find my way back
Can't find my way back
Can't find my way back
I
the color blue
While I'm pursuing the music and the mic
I'm losing the fight
Moving tonight
Reciting my writings
Avoiding the white light by suicide
It's you
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