Lyrics:
black that we targets
My only fear is God, I spit that hard shit
In case you don't know, I let my pump go
Get ride for M'Thulu like I ride for Geronimo
Moonlight in the skies
Ma heart finda love
What i have is mine
Touching me the skies
Love is having by
Not to say goodbye
Black is just alive
Black
steady
My partna named Reggie
Im 330, so niggas say Im heavy
Hitin real hard, never did roid
Fat ass nigga, we'll fuck a yella broad
Are ya black are ya
niggas say I'm heavy
Hitin real hard, never did roid
Fat ass nigga, we'll fuck a yella broad
Are ya black are ya brown, I let my top down
Swang
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by fifty two brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But
left him with nowhere to go
For he lost his head, bet it all on the red
As the black came up ten in a row...
Though he tried to leave when he had
of dropping an E.P, E.P
Nah nigga, shit too H.A.R.D, R.D
Front row seats, blow up in HD, HD
Oh you slick with the way you hate me, hate me
Thotty Thotty you
the wheel
Real fashion feel
Tri-Jack it, black it for more
Handcuffs with special keys
Triple locked and been down defiled
It's a V. S. I.
Throw
the next quick fix.
Unpopular prophets with problems
Up against angels in disguise who want to rob them;
Who didn't want to end up crushed by god?s
might be Trippin low-key
Been in the stew two months straight
Black coffee and a cigarette
The sun never goes down here
I know life is a bitch see
popping on the gram
Give a damn
Bitch please
Real nigga
Real life
Verified by the steeze
Niggas peep it on the low like they like it high key
Barely home
Like your keys when you get nervous
And the key can't find the hole and it's... Really goddamn unnerving, bitch
I cook beats and I start serving shit
fine
Got my partners from Oakland doin' serious time
You can't argue with the truth, it's hard to be black
But it's a mind game and you gotta deal
footsteps, oh adversity Slim
Ignored and blackballed by those who hold the keys Slim
Fuck obscurity, I'll yell obscenities, make enemies and melodies
While I
"Michael go back home!" but I ain't really sure, black
I gots ta get my shit together the right way, nigga I know that
Comin up short, swangin by the tail-in
[Bridge]
Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth)
But at the same time actin a fool (actin
on the radi—
O, and they play 'em 20 times in a row daily
And that very well maybe the same reason they don't say me
When they speak on hip-hop legends, which
full again, ruff men scuff Timbs
Sonic bionic lens, RZA console
Is it Bush or the Dole, front row of the Superbowl
Black gold in my soul, on a ho
fools I paid my dues
I do anything to be cool
It's funny how time flies
In the blink of an eye,
Ya see years of ya life go passin' by
As I try
I need a bop and that's all
Agendas
Only one working too hard
Restless
I don't break like that
Man said the hoes by the racks in the back
We
Key Largo
Runnin' Nat narcotic
By George he got it
Takin' makin' the G erotic
And the fiends they scheme
So he can put 'em down
But his method is
This that young nigga talk out the dealership
When you killin' shit, on some winnin' shit
At the VMAs with the 30 on me
In the front row and we with
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
(Include!) (Install!)
Death God yeah I'm that hard (That hard!)
Drown a nigga in some black tar (Ugh!)
Niggas really wanna act hard (Act hard)
When they
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