Lyrics:
figure
Rob Swinger, Doc No, Dinky, and Hot Dog know
That I'm a man who was born to have a mic on
Next to me at all time; ready to kick a rhyme
That
hell of a fright.
He take the tube right out of my hands
Man, I`ve got to find out where that black bird lands.
Rael calls for John to go with him.
my book that comes first
Controls the soul and the universe
It's the Nature
Black man, Black heart, Black soul
I was born to roll
Roll, like water in
to
My school with a camera
I freestyled on his DVD for
A minute then after it hit the streets
I was known as K dot from Compton
Man Hootie probably was
been infested by Bloods, lustin' for colors of red
More black lives done shed through
Yet the blood travelin' through veins remain blue
Boned out
Call, call, call me, call, call, call me the black sheep
Call, call me, call, call, call, call me, call me the black sheep
Born a mystery to be
The man with the plan and the man demands you
Leave the smack and the crack for the wack
Or the vile and the nine; keep a smile like that
Leave the knife
through it
I was born to do it
I spit like I'm on fluid
I wish that I'd get dissed
Just to respond to it
And every chick I hit be going through it
I don't
ex-girl's dad is abusive
I felt "How could I be man and not do shit?"
I'm on the way there now, and I don't wanna lose it
But fightin' her battle's only
I'm a black mutherfucker
Black broke as my culture
Black is my skin and i'm born under a system controlled by freaks
Have i forgotten bout you
Have i
be even listening to us, or care
About how we living, so we going bare
In this World’s pussy - poor man’s nightmares
Never been bothering these gents,
full-fledged, yo, zip the lip
I'm about to set it on society, watch me while I do it
My man I've been through it and don't know many who would
Be able
the source, be by the cake
I’m a boss, never take a loss
Who shot them, red dot them
If I spot them, Raheem Duvaughn
You can call em Raheem dot them
'Cause he
god before they disrespect the law
But yo I gots ta diss 'em
Cause I refuse to be mislead by this ungodly system
Mister president I beatin' on yo
Kweli is spreading it, like Robert Nesta Marley invented it,
- Bust this shit, rebel music, born from a black movement, now comin outta white dudes
gonna do, sue me
By all means, man
That would be ultra neato
Bring me free publicity
As it is, I've got to generate it all
Juggle and eat fire
The man with the plan and the man demands you
Leave the smack and the crack for the wack
Or the vile and the nine; keep a smile like that
Leave the knife
pull up. Right after I park...
I hear a nigga say "Whas'happenin, whoa?" but not from the heart.
Word gotta be out, a lot of tensions in the air, black
roads in a while
But the grass getting green so I know I'm in the south
Old backwood fiend, man, there ain't no doubt
I was born in the south, go
men will tell no tales."
And pursued we were by many a ship, by frigates and liners too,
Till at last, the British man-o-war, the Dungeness, hove in
the man yo?
You a sham bro
I know I'm the man, I ain't gotta be endorsed
Hip hop done fell down, I gotta carry the torch
N**** feeling himself 'cause he got
anytime I call for her
Like at the time when I crashed the Jag
She brought the Yukon 2000 black
Through a screen and a DVD sent me off
Twenties
Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide by
Rap game Jack Black, Lil Lebowski, just some dudes who abide high
Juice be loose off the Belaire, I be
got we got Molly's and best shrooms
YOLO man we prolly gone be dead soon
I ain't never been a hater
Lift my weight I get my weight up
Hella weight boy
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