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on the third
Then I'll be rich bitch
And I got money to burn yeah
I'm rich bitch and I got my money to burn
Ima blow it all tomorrow find me I'm out on the curb

Yeah, it's just the essence of this shit, man, y'all gotta be a member to understand, c'mon
I'm just sayin'
Y'all niggas countin' on me
Bro wanted

become a man
And do what I had to do

But I found my feet
And stood so tall
In truth, I felt I had it all
The names and taunts
The black eyed boy

the closest to the resurrection of satin
I ain't playing
I leave them dazed and confused
Black eyed and blued
Cross out they tattoo's
I ain't set tripping
No

I'm disconnected by your smile
Disconnect a million miles
And what you promised me
I hope will set you free
I'm disconnected by your smile

If I knew

calloused and cool
Or play by their rules
It's nothing but a one-way-street
'Cause if you're flirty and free
They won't choose to see
The person behind

In Minn-ie-ap-o-lis
Police locate George Floyd 
They remove him from his car
Led across a walkway path
Stands handcuffed by a wall
Not a sign

I'm growing, can't you see?
I'm breathing off misery...

My enemy my memory has turned out to be
For me to learn and grow - this black pain I must know

focused either
People wanna eat but can't show
Me where the peas are
Don't try it it's a no, no
Don't bother it's a no bro
Your future looking copper
Mine

Black light take a cool flick
She came soon gone too quick Yeah
He's like where'd you go?
We disappear we're off on our own
Thoughts be runnin' through my

recht kei nase wyss
By divers wie black eyed peace

Ihre ass macht mi zum freak
(Hey) De alk macht my zum psych
B-baby ish so nice
Baby ish so

Dä tuet

a raucous bunch of gentlemen, taken with me attire
They clubbed me with a poker they'd found by the fire
All was black, no memory came back, and I found

Horsementality

Canibus

2000 B.C. [Clean]

2000

jackin' blacks, I talk to pigs in Pig Latin
Uck fay ou yay itch bay at lay a igga nay play and free Keith Murray

Yo, yo, yo, I kick a verse at six-hundred

to '99 Madden
Since police be jackin blacks, I talk to pigs in Pig Latin:
Uck-fay ou-yay itch-bay at-lay a-igga-nay-play, 
And free Keith Mur-ray

I woke up black today
In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Where the only thing I've ever been afraid of
Are the ones who protect

Don't be confusing me with haters, player
Get your paper
Just show respect to the folks who made you
(yeah)
Blessed by the creator so give money nigga

We'll go and make amends
That's how the story ends
Be the change you want to be

Although this world is faded to black
I know all the stories are true

Breathe deep pull slow
Wide eyed aim for the heart or the throat
Release the dart from the bow
Watch as it tears through the air how it floats
On that note

the hinges
20 miles across the glassy eyed window
Of wonders to passers by
Now I'm 6 foot 4 with a
6-floor walk up just to recline
With no free time the alarm

bitch, we bossed up
Free Chip, that's my dawg, bruh

Alright, alright, man, cool
Ah, you sold the black soap?
Okay, man, alright, alright
Oh, you

Brown to Sandra Bland
It sure is hard just to be a black man
In America, land of the free
Liberty and justice but not for me
Ever since elementary
Black

for the chills
Are we black males
Or you runnin black mail
Know the facts well
Or you tellin rap tales
Am I that pale
For you to be that stale
We trap

the country roll by in the halogens' glow

I just got two rules, if my conscience be known
Don't lie to me, don't bring me nothing home
Faithful's a nice

[Joe Budden]
Okay Thugs...
It's...It's...It's (What?)
It's that on Top Music

[Chorus]
You had to be a big Shot, Didn't Ya'?
Had to open up Ya' Mouth