Lyrics:
Society judges through a black and white prism
Leads me to cynical pessimism
The best way I see living is by giving up hope
I see the world through
Black eyed peas, but you ain't heard of 'em
Yo wife got black eyed beats that's why you servin it
And I just keep on curing it, She peg me, I'm enduring
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
dung
But him love di fuckry like him son
A him carry mi go buy di gun
Fi shot dem, and deprive dem lung of oxygen
But mommy say shoot fi di future
dem
know what I'm saying? Sunz of Man return.
We gon' walk on by and keep it moving.
Just when it got cold.
Cold Sunz we got jewels, we gon' walk on by
You know what I'm saying? Sunz of Man return.
We gon' walk on by and keep it moving.
Just when it got cold.
Cold Sunz we got jewels we gon' walk
folded on me
I don't even need no homie, Imma sit back, let me roll this by my lonely
(By my lonely, leave me by my lonely)
Serve a n****, wipe his nose
finest
Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black
different I captured your interest
You're after the rapture that's trapped in these sentences
Low key I'm greatly feared by my peers
They avoid me like
and the semis is tucked
Plenty of bucks, sippin' rum, Remy with some sluts
Niggaz loving my swag
They see us, we from the gutter
They see us in the leather, they
different I captured your interest
You're after the rapture that's trapped in these sentences
Low key I'm greatly feared by my peers
They avoid me like
Really you can’t debate em
If you tried to bring my White House Down, I’ll get Channing Tatum
My handsome favorite, pulling big guns for a Black Prez
Obama
Black Coup
You Know Where I Be If
Your Tryna Find Me
Ain't Scared To Burn
Man Like Ma Zoot
Me And My Bitch Attached
We Feel Like Siamese
You Can Feel It
a Black Beama'
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal
Uhh it
Friends know me, by my first name Victor
Santiago, half-black, half-mohondo
Dominicano, people like pope hinquihando
Me and Tone from T-N in the B-M
Friends know me, by my first name Victor
Santiago, half-black, half-mohondo
Dominicano, people like pope hinquihando
Me and Tone from T-N in the B-M
Anytime it me in vip
They say the zoo in town circus elephants
Is goin' wild, yea you 'n'
Clowns, monkey niggas talkin' shit
I can make yo shit see
the flowers gone
All the little fragile champion boys
Toys, toys, little black toys
Dripping on the end of a gun
Even if you disagree
CHORUS1 (twice)
The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part B
WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHANGE WITH CLANCY -- GO A-DROVING? TELL US TRUE,
M4l the clantag you see that on my sweater
Slide down & get busy scurt off ina jetta
All black suit gloves on & they leather
Said he wanna go up he
a black mask
& He don't know who gon give it to him like grab bags
Been had cars that cost as much as the time piece
Been had barz since they was calling me
not a boyz n the hood addict
Menace fanatic
I live the street life for real
So I can brag it
Pop gave me gun lesson back when I was a kid
Now I fire
BUDA
BITCH
NO REASON
YOU KNOW I'M ON THAT SHIT
One by one had to learn my lesson
Learn to work da stic to whip the testla
Fold my bitch as if i was
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face,
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