Lyrics:
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
Need a g5 just to see the sky
Live on the edge just to feel alive
After this bag cuz we gon survive
Can tell by your breathing you bout to lie
Came in
warfare on
The hood can't make a dollar
Rats put da feds on
2 Black in America
Please stay strong...
2 Black in America
We all grind hard
2 Be black in
warfare on
The hood can't make a dollar
Rats put da feds on
2 Black in America
Please stay strong...
2 black in America
We all grind hard
2 be black in
give up, gotta keep hustlin' for life baby
It's hard on the black man, tryin' to get my stack together why know?
Big thangs
rumble
They told you to hustle, them niggas don't love you
Young black American, (na na)
Wanna live like the fairer skin, (na na)
Fall
I feel a change coming don't talk homie live it
It's 'kinda strange I feel I might not live to see it
The secrets being pulled out the archives
Black
the fuck, our fucking prime minister, he
It ain't that hard to stop with this Black Pete bullshit
Next year, 20-20
Are we finally gonna have a year without
with a narc's commit larceny
I live hardly, to incarcerate me is to kill softly
Either or, it's me or it's Bill Cosby
They tryna kill a lord online
Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles
Hustle hard from a cell,
But he's talkin' about, "I wanna see you deceased"
No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place
camouflage cargo
The street ain't promised to us niggas in that dirty south
That's why I'm ridin' with that nine I'm tryin' make it out
It's hard to live in
camouflage cargo
The street ain't promised to us niggas in that dirty south
That's why I'm ridin' with that nine I'm tryin' make it out
It's hard to live in
Nathaniel Jones his name is better known by Black Starr Im Saying
Black Starr Its the legend of the Black Starr Black Starr Black Starr when the evil attack
Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some
not to handle my biz
Hold down my drink and handle my bitch
Now the cool thing about black shades is this
No one gets to look into my lenses on God
See
Some call this a Revelation
This is my Revelation
Nigga
Who would of knew
Really live by the code
Gotta sticc to the code
Niggas already know
Live
Some call this a Revelation
This is my Revelation
N****
Who would of knew
Really live by the code
Gotta sticc to the code
N***** already know
Live
scream black lives matter, cus we don’t have the same rights
And cause the ones persecuted and executed are black lives
Being a black man in America i’m
from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did I survive these five shots?
Live it up
from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did I survive these five shots?
Live it up
Black Pride, Black Pride
Black Pride, Black Pride
Black Pride, Black Pride
I blast off, I blast off
I blast off, I blast off
I blast off, I blast
at me
I handle with pleasure
Bring on anything you got
I can handle the pressure
I'm a mother fucking champion
I cannot be beat
And with you by my side
You know that I handle business
I came from rags to riches
Now I be granting wishes
Damn delicious
You know these are facts
It ain't fictitious
Yeah
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