Lyrics:
all the way around the fuckin' world
Black Frank Sinatra on yo' ass,
Q.B. Braveheart nigga...
[Verse 1]
Was classified as the bastard
would cheer it
But you grow to fear it
Times, they come and go like spirits (you good T-Minus?)
I see these signs the clearest
And-and-and you know
debut
Professor X (Vanglorious)
"Exists in a state of red, black, and green, wWith a key, sissies"
Now with this bein' the new trend, we don't fit in
5 years later still pulling glass out of my head
Well I should be dead
I should be dead
Black out the last 7 night
Need dad is to borrow the car keys
ARE TRASH
YOUR SONGS ARE TRASH
PLAY THE BEAT
I stay on my grind, ima go getter
GO GETTER
That bitch ain’t mine you can go get Her
GO GET HER
You a ven
what they want
Ladies and Gentlemen
Why is that when wrong is done by the black
It's blown out of proportion and immediately attacked
By the press
we charging in
I gotta speak straight from the heart again
Black queen we need to start again
Go
Self love is the way for the black kids
Self love is
I just hopped on this beat
Cause RONRON said bless em
I don’t think u get the message
I’m a young go getter
Roll 7 for the session
Pull upon my
shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! Let
go of my motherfuckin hair!
Hey just step the fuck
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go
around at my so called friend
Light skin to the brown
The black
Here we go again
Homey over there knows Keith an
But he be thiefin'
I don't trust him
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter.
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe
She was a real go-getter
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better"
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
to trip me up
I'm a born go getter
First Class, to the top
They gone wanna ride with her
Don't be about
They gone wanna forgetta'
I'm not hard
weller
Ima grind fo' eva, Ima shine fo' eva
One stop now, Ima get this money
My kids straight, daddy bringin em hunids
Ima gold getter, Ima gold getter
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
getter
Hmm yeah
I'm that nigga
Hmm yeah
That nigga
Hmm yeah
Nigga go figure
Came through dripping got damn it I'm wet
Lil nigga make room watch a young
a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die,
quarterback
Every word is like a sawed-off blast, 'cause why'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul why'all a** in
It's for the hood by
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
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