Lyrics:
hee-haw
Like the Black Panther, we armed to the teeth
Cracker try me, we squeeze off
Swear to god, I could've been Freddy Gray or Mike Brown getting shot
baby (ooh baby), look at myself
Let's do the math, if I was black, I would've sold half
I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that
I feel the same about you, so does my crew
With tracks like these get authorities' backs twisted
So now the troop is black listed
Keep your
really true there elephants and lions too in Picadilly Circus?
Walked down by the bathing pond to try and catch some sun.
Saw at least a hundred
beamer
Not only the best out
My focus is best ever
Back pack raps pack black
Gats and these caps sever
Niggas I once knew now
Serving a prison sentence
Catch me in my fuckin zone
Bitch im high just like a plane
Can't answer my fuckin phone
Im with mary im with Jane
Where im at I ain't got service
Ride around
Ride around ride around ride a
Tell me
Tell me when you're lifting off the ground
Can you hear the Hail Mary's from the clouds
Wait until
Lie in this state
Of perdition
Never to awake
It negates
An admission
Stricken by fate
There's no salvation it dwells in your bones
There's
jammed onto the Queen Mary
The blacks were stowed down in the depths of the same ferry
See there's a parallel you have to understand
That they wanted
expect
When it's such a bunch of Nazis that we elect
Elect a clown, expect a circus
It wasn't by chance, it was by purpose
Now you're feelin' down, you
fingernails
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo
A picture of a heart saying mother, I love you
He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of mary lou
Will you be standing
Under a black and silver sky
By my side
By the graves
On our death day
There's a vulture with his head down
The captain's
30, 30, 23 I'm a living legend
Dressed in all black
Bitch my swag like Armageddon
30, 30, 23 I'm a living legend
Dressed in all black
Bitch my swag
times is the black man in azania really good fellas
Nature grow
Shoutout to my brothers n sisters
Rolling the trees the hit the Mary With eaze
Nature grow
thirty talents
Court reporter catch the circus on the paper
File it in the system not
Acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the bible blatantly blasphemous
The circus is in town and I got the best seat
The clowns, the freaks and the giant squid
Their moral code, their war for peace
All smoke and mirrors,
and attack on the street or a track
If you get in the way man'll get kidnapped
In the back of the van or the mercedes black
Trust me fam when I say that I wont
This ain't no circus, but Mary-go-round
And if you my target, then bitch it's man down
I'm on probation, but I will not frown
Bustin my jugs, I might
Dressed in all black on purpose
I know these haters lurking
Bad bitch Chanel on her purses
Whatever she want then I purchase
You niggas be clown like
Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA
After
uh, can you get Rod Sterling on the phone?"
Black, white, red, green
Every color in between
Dresses like a circus clown
Somebody oughta hose her
need to fix your faces quickly
'for your spirit get eliminated
I've been initiated, strictly by invitation
To the order of the Samurai
So this is sacred
My tread
In my lows
Black lung in my hand
West, by God, Virginia in my head
Heartbeat, hustle and pound
She's running down the wrong street
am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house
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