Lyrics:
of y'all got it twisted, listen
(Not guilt)
If it hadn't been for God
(God did it)
You wouldn't have made it
Hey, don't get confused about who kept you
Hey
just got to get away
So I'll pack up my things and
Catch the very next train
And leave this town today
Don't you know that I'm
Just a three-time loser
with pumas
Same side every time no we’re never losers
Heads and volleys every night losers get the bruises
First pick I know who I’m choosing
Don’t care
buying everything there, booking, every there. Urging all to share, cuz it’s Black Owned…
BLACK OWNED, BLACK OWNED IT’S BLACK OWNED.
BLACK OWNED, BLACK
this shit forever with us
I'm back at it like a crack addict, crass habits
Lab addict, niggas cannot fuck with me n my mass fashion
Black Sabbath how we
Now from a tribe called Quest
And I'm here tonight with The Jungle Brothers
And we're about to get into this thing called
Black is black is black is
the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo, cut it
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? (double
track jackets, and the hats match it
Glock 40 this is black magic
Equipped with black talons
Heavy metal this is Black Sabbath
Just the devil, convicted
and measure planets by parallax
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation
I feel like Rockwell,
you singing my shit
So what what, what the fuck you talking about?
It don't matter to me if you don't know me now
Cuz in the end I'll get you singing
Now from a tribe called Quest
And I'm here tonight with The Jungle Brothers
And we're about to get into this thing called
Black is black is black is
an MC
I got a black ski mask but I don't ski
And if you diss Wiley or Jme
I will come to your set like
What soundboy, who is it? Who is it?
Everybody get
black people we all gonna drop
You don't even get, paid a whole lot
Take your four-five and you put it 'pon lock!
Take your M-60 and put it 'pon lock!
and the black Yankee hat
When it’s time for action, I’m a rap maniac
'Cause on the mic, I’m more concentrated than Cuban coffee though
I’m firing shots right
(How?)
I can get you knocked down by
A nigga want a nickel (uh)
Hail Mary (woo)
Make it look like Halloween up in February
(woah)
Birds in the trap singin'
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs autoshotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird
your system, you coping by drinking my premium booze up
Deep in your kitty, I'm beating it up and I'm getting it looser
These other niggas is losers
gonna make it (Bad situation)
Get on, get on down, there's Hell to pay
Cause the Devil is a loser and he's my bitch
For better or for worse and you don't
Let me tell you something you already know
The world aint all sunshine rainbows
I dont care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees keep you
just an ego in big boots
Strong willpower but a hard truth
Are my dreams to big to pursue them
Am I just a loser, a loser?
Nobody told me it was so hard
or ruin, my theories of mics
Sony or Aiwa, black or white, I fit in all stereotypes
Search for a cast to plot, I make you a laughin' stock
So shook, I
with white chicks
They wearing all black man
I'm sipping that kickstand
While niggas get kicked out
I'm holding my wrist out
Speeding in that Benz
Bout
We were cursed, yes
Our burnt flesh, it attracts doom
Our skinned inked with this black hue
By con artists, we've been tattoo'd
It's no - henna, this
some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
Niggas love to point the finger
Boom, boom,
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