Lyrics:
Yes I’ve got the blood of a slave in my vein
Real real Blood of a slave in my vein
Yes I’ve got the blood of a slave, heart of a king
Real real blood
meant to be
They be talkin' a lot, I don't hear a thing
People be jealous by any means
I don't argue with people who really fiends
Look at all that I've
Fuck these rich white people, stroke my ego
My white bitch got a Black
Ass I love white people
I know they got me brainwashed
I was watching Baywatch
I need help
Oh, all my life I've been bleeding
(And no one wants to make it stop)
My energy, I'm always expending
Into a black hole, black hole,
Thing about the past is at all died
Thing about the future you can re write
Now I'm out I Got the high life
Again
I'm going to Black tied events
My life
This here devils night
Spooky season has a arrived
I got your back like a knife
Callon Beezlebub lord of the flies
Underworld catacombs full
I got my own flaws too
We all human so don't let the ubsa judge you
Raised by horny teens who would fake love you
Dark skin starting to think that
I know you by the way you chew your hair
Always smacking your lips, spittin' everywhere
I know you by the way you tie your shoes
Always one by one,
meet in James Bond shit?
Another foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm shit
Niggas say my
and kill you with my claw, (okey!)
Bloody smile, GHSTY got his payback like i'm flaw. (yeaa!)
GHSTFCEKHILLA:
Fist fight that bitch, you can see his lip
the Benzy
I can feel a breeze through the
Leaves when D's passin' me by
You can breathe you can bleed but please
Wrap me a nine on Black Christmas
I need
such spiritual hypocrites in a
Minority? Aren't most Americans fairly
Consistent in their conduct within the
Precepts of religious doctrine?
I've got no
a gun you got a knife
Twin turbo beamer coupe
I paint it off white
Heard you want to race
We can run it at the light
Police want to chase
Fade to black
the past
Scarred by my loose regard for the last
Spirit gone withdrawn from my life
Prince
Journey of the night
Pitch black
Turning of the knife
Get stabbed
I refuse to be the victim
I've been on trial all my life
I refuse to be the victim
This is the part where I pull out the knife
I've been on trial
full of toys I've got to get inside
I put my arm in the hatch cause I was mesmerized
Now I'm screaming for my second life
Waiting for the gentle knife
on him twice
Spit Skoal on the feller in the second row
Well he turned around and nearly broke my nose
I got a big fat lip, two black eyes
Shoulda just
"Demon" in blood
On the titties, no remorse for life
He wild for the night, son, gun and knife
Living trife reckless, hang a man by his necklace
Then mail
long friendships so cha-o-tic
Thug cat bangin his chick but won't kiss
Drinkin her spit, when coppin a fix for dope bliss
I got a knife and a bat,
long friendships so cha-o-tic
Thug cat bangin his chick but won't kiss
Drinkin her spit, when coppin a fix for dope bliss
I got a knife and a bat,
the black man is
Stay in tune to the masters and unplug from the bandits
The tongue of torture, depravity, and brutal incision
The lip of sorrow, the hate
traumatized that’s why become combative
I’ve been profiled by police yea I’ve been harassed
Taking bout I fit the description but it’s because I’m Black
But we
happy for once?
Got me like a crushed almond and a broken nut and for what?
You never stab from the front
Always from the back with your sick attacks you
She was calling on a landline
That's a bad sign
Out the gates I'm afraid you're too good for a fat guy
Got a Black eye, a fat lip too
Shave her whole
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