Lyrics:
green, I don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
First
What up? Romeo K Day morning show. Shouts out to Namek, cause he's dynamic on the the 1's and 2's. Freestyle champ. He got skills to pay the bills
you know everyday is a struggle
I’m the rose that arose from the rubble
Like here comes trouble
What they gon say
Colder than the ice in yo chain
I
Deuce deuce by the glue stick
Old mop with a new stick
Hold that bitch like a pool stick
So wet I drip a pool bitch
2K on the the black top
I had to lie
worry how they paint ya
It's gon be haters everywhere so keep ya faith up
Blue jeans
Black tee
Big dreams
New steez
Everyday
Turn my L's in to K's
or holding the leash?
Sweeties been cutting up holes in my teeth
You can tell by my nose, I'm a king
You can tell by my throne, I'm a king
Searching so
the L.A River
On the concrete a symbol of out everyday way
It's that color and concentration over heavy gray
And by the time the ink dries on this page
Chorus: K-Ci & JoJo
Come and run with me .. I really wanna show you
How I run the streets .. I really wanna show you
How I'm clockin G's .. I really wanna
Passin' niggas with pants saggin'
With they hand on a black Magnum
To clap him backwards
So their last words is, "Kcuf meht nmad saggin"
That's
black lungs
through my feelings, they're not gonna get back entire
So what's wrong?
Give me a chance
Strike me up and down if you want it
Let me misure
6 deep in an all black bronco
6 piece when i hit that combo
No chicken all beef
Type beat i beat my meat
Skeet on her bongos
6 speed when i ride that
I got a black mac and a six pack
I don't work out, I don't chit chat
My bitch bad, I get racks
That Rolls Royce, come gift-wrapped
Them birds still
They say I couldn't play basketball I wasn't tall
They say I couldn't play baseball at all
And now everyday of my life I ball!
And they say ya' ain't
They say I couldn't play basketball I wasn't tall
They say I couldn't play baseball at all
And now everyday of my life I ball!
And they say ya' ain't
They say I couldn't play basketball I wasn't tall
They say I couldn't play baseball at all
And now everyday of my life I ball!
And they say ya' ain't
by
Everyday we celebrate, everyday a better day
I just dropped "Bucket List", Walter bout to drop a tape
Everything goin' perfect, couldn't paint
on stage
My voice and hands are moving in
Be hip to the fact that
I'm good and I'm black
I'll take the head of the pack
And jack 'em up like a ask Fresh K
This has been a Black Star P-S-A
From Mos Def, Pretty Flocko, black Dante
And the Black Star embassy, B to the K
everyday
Met up wit a baddie and I made her Harlem shake
Feel like tay k cause I just done the race like
Like hold up wait shawty make that ass shake
Shawty
no K
Up five boom pap, let 'em lay, all black
Blackland, batcave, bitch I'm 'bout money
And they want to play, my dog on the block
Didn't make it
I put that on my babies
I put that on my babies
I told'em give me what I ask for
Four fifty k between briefcases that's a cashsmore
You heard me
Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where?
Posted on the block in them black Airs,
In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear,
Yeah, that
rugers getting saved by the heat
I was raised in these streets, C.P.D.K in these streets
Getting money counting gwop thats everyday in these streets
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