Lyrics:
tense
Miss me lies I got that 6th sense
Black aura, Black halo
The influence real
And sensation is so damn intense
Just like a
Ouija
I'll roll up
nigga in a European suit
Whip that drive the shit is European too
My Uncle Tom went to Paris, has some European views
Like, "Hey nephew, your black ass
and the feelin ain't mutual
Just promise me you'll find a new man that's bout some business
Hope she find what her was lookin for, like a dreamto my end
I
the justice at least
Like damn that really shouldn't be too much to ask
Someone's child laying in the dirt or been turnt into ash
Black Lives Matter in
trying to be
Dunno if I'm adding a piece that'll fit, but that's what I'm trying to see
My world is black
Head full of doubts and uncertainty
I can't go
I stood there and I waited
Looked into the black abyss of my pupils, and thought to myself- what is this thing that We call life
When we baptize
Who are you? I don't really wanna talk
On the ice since a youngin'
We were bound to flop
Hear it crack like the knuckles
On a brick wall
'Cause we
nigga telling me 'bout how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind nigga telling me it's an eye for an eye
Bullheaded and stubborn I be that way until I die
nigga telling me 'bout how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind nigga telling me it's an eye for an eye
Bullheaded and stubborn I be that way until I die
want diseases, can't link with a thot
Do a drive-by, then leave his body to rot
Treated like royalty, making a fortune
Listened to your, that shit was
running like a race
I always wonder why we never win up on that race
Cause we don't get the starting blocks
We just gone get the tape
Soon as all
both together on the same page, baby we're bank
We was flowing, now I'm feeling like we sank, day by day getting deeper in the abyss
Bleeding out like
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
ay)
Passin it to the wall but mayne is they loose
That ma nigga Slim Thug they mean what they do
Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too
like salt-water sharks that's tropical
The money was the root and it's the instinct to make it
With they pockets and fridge naked, many aim to take it
ay)
Passin it to the wall but mayne is they loose
That ma nigga Slim Thug they mean what they do
Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too
lame (woo)
Nope, they won't say that (yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause I'm gonna kill 'em like a little letter
Better get a black umbrella, uh (aye, aye, aye)
raped
A figures been through my drawers
Always read the times in between the black
Spent my summers in that country
So I consider myself a Jack
Some
roll-ups
Fam! we can roll up (Star Track)
But Fam! don't try to roll up (Star Track)
Don't make me pull these motherfuckin' fo's up
Cause it's like that
roll-ups
Fam! we can roll up (Star Track)
But Fam! don't try to roll up (Star Track)
Don't make me pull these motherfuckin' fo's up
Cause it's like that
(Chea, Ha)
And this the type of shit that I'm not on
And this the type of shit that I'm not on
Yea all in my chromosome (Ha, Yea)
How you feel dawg
to us
They reply black on black crime
We see that all the time
Shoot outs to a drive by
But no jobs that hire right
Drugs and guns to get higher right
Bad
cnd I still can't
Unravel
Its all about race
c black vs white battle
They redline the district
Then the herd us like cattle
My god
In a boat without
the hood that bitch got 1-25 in the dash
(She like a gangsta 'cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
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