Lyrics:
Y'all know that was the first black man in the White House
of patronization
That's the corner stone everything racism based in
The Africans had a more advanced civilization
Black was slave, master was white,
first with your master plan in reverse
I ain't the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catching blades
Niggas catching AIDS, niggas getting sprayed,
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
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new crack spitting Feeling like Nino brown in new jack city
On G.O.D I G O beast like two fat bitches
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tucked by the obliques as I converse with Kings
Roundtable proceedings about my underworld dealings
Spoken in code so prying ears don't know the meaning
tucked by the obliques as I converse with Kings
Roundtable proceedings about my underworld dealings
Spoken in code so prying ears don't know the meaning
Rolly a get a worst in. Maybe minus way far central poor forty duck a pin.
Milk maid dud bean. Master a load a head. Pill pop a dope a well run general
black and white we call it a coulee in Lafayette Lafayette
Felt like I lost my mind one day and slept on the coulee yea
And the water was running right by
Publicly perpetrating that "In God We Trust"
Cross-examined by a master manipulator
The faster intimidator receiving
The judge's favor
Deceiving sabers doing
tell 'em I'm back
Never going back again
Few people in the game that can rap with him
I spit flames and attack ya men
I'm sicker than a fucking pathogen
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
the end
(Who lives who dies who tells your story?)
Yo, the anticipation arose as time froze
The black men in the morgue were John Does
Lynched for
by eight being whipped in bondage
I am one of one you should call me highness
Instead they track us down with the police sirens
Blind us It’s love
pushin out light babies
The slave masters with the devil in their eye
Saw nothin but a nigga when you walked by
But you the mother of creation
Let's
sniper
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We produce article exception to the rule
We the black men that struck
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I'm getting used to this
Kw3mo,
My name be phyl4lyph amazing rapper
Been raising bars ablazed in
you hostage
Run from a hidden passage
They keep looking for 3 and I change my name to suit appearance
Master of disguise
Maste of this life
I will own
gonna climb higher
Bide your time, they will feel your power
When your light shines like TY
Never got his flowers in his lifetime
Days so sick, that
I’m the master
They thinking we inebriated fooled by the laughter
My pedal to the metal pushing limits never faster
I’m finna interject cause I’m kinda
all up in your face like a face tat
Hope you can take that came for the spot you know imma take that
This one na prodigal
Rough men dey my back like
built up my own fucking Private Island!
Bangarang, Captain Hook
Black mustache and a dapper look
I'm the feather in the cap of the seven seas
And you
shiny little things
What can I say? I'm like a young Black Biden with a trim (woo)
Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz
Takin' pictures with my
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