Lyrics:
They says, "if you's white, be all right"
"If you was brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back, get back, get back"
I was in
Don't know about you, but this nigga real
In any hood I'm connecting them M's
A.T.X riding around on 4 wheelers Surrounded by Killers
Made a promise
don't plan on
Getting withered but I've
Gone and knocked all that on the head
Fuck that shit, can't blaze every day
Shit's weak, won't fail my daughter
'm the newest leading of this
So hypnotized by the sauce until they lost in it
Oh shit, they be self-exposing, taking offense
I only describe the shoe, you let me
Should have kept your mouth quite
Never spoke
I upped that stick, it's murder she wrote
556 go thru you and your folks
I was twelve years old, started
shit your man won't with-stand (nigga!)
I make the hood like V.I.P.
Now you can't even get in without a wrist-band
I'm just, bland
Learn when you walk
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
that’s really where respect come
I put that shit on Nike you won’t check none (Nah)
Not unless you don’t want your next breath cuz
I pull them sticks out
can all seem so bleak
I'm over here trying to sound the horn
All they hear is a screech
My presence is a breach
Of any intention to kill my flow
But I
neck
Got a nigga feelin' so icey
I had to stick on the paper
Nigga from the tundra
Where's it's cold and icy
Gritt Money on your head
And it won't be
consistently prone to lose my identity
If I were you and you were me, I'd quickly give up all my things
In hopes my face wouldn't get cleaned by the 380 that's
But in this game you only lose when you fight back
Black diamond bracelets, showing you the basics
I can't live and hold the camera, someone gotta
like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I
got 'em like Chris
Rock when he played Pookie
The strip poppin', I ride for cash
N' you softer then a toddler ass
You could ask any cat that was
got 'em like Chris
Rock when he played Pookie
The strip poppin', I ride for cash
N' you softer then a toddler ass
You could ask any cat that was
the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap
the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap
you know I've been involved
Hopefully I can win it all with trophies
I like my women tall with Double D's
Like Digital Dolby
Ay, ay, there's something
the News say you disappeared
If you can't bang then back up
If you talk heavy then back it up
We the ones causing all the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap
With all due respect
I don't have pity for you black niggas, that's the way I feel
Screamin' "Black Lives Matter"
All the black guys rather be
People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish
no huddle
'Cause if you didn't make it everybody got in trouble
I won't let that money define me
I let my struggles refine me
I know my angels
free anybody that you wanna free
And so I told myself
"It's only me that can hold myself"
I found truth in my reflection
And all of the beautiful things
to protest until my testicles fall away
You're breaking my balls (breaking my balls) every day
I don't wanna be inside your box
You can suck my cock all day
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