Lyrics:
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
intellect
Took a while to see by my vision
Can't put your foot down you be trippin
Did you hear yourself speak you don't listen
In the dark I got the sunlight
I'm yours nothing more and nothing less
Down with the mob
My only bride
Only wanna do this wedding 1 time
Paid tithes, building yo nation
Karma cool cuz
so they can get some Nike’s and some plain white Ts
When they see you man they ask you what’s your body count
You like 5 6
Nigga I’m 10 12
On the route
of the shot know hit sumn major
All white Ts now it look like a strainer
Trust no one but my plug he a stranger
Chosen one I was born in a manger
Been a rude
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born black, in this white man's world
Bought mansions and got their rocks off with a bunch of t-s h-s
Originally, I was scared to criticize you
Time's changed, I'm far from the only one you
why'mind yet, 'bouts de mammy o' yo' dreams?
Harry:
You bet! I've waited all my life for this moment! my heart is fluttering! if only I could submit myself
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
pass you by
I get up, I get down
III I Get Up, I Get Down
In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take
dare
Nothing wrong with my long black hair
I'ts all in your mind, in your mind
Nothing wrong with this legs you see
Nothing wrong with this lean
And me and you
There are puppets preaching prejudice for every point the people prove
So I will fight for my entire life to see the needle move
That’s
(Holy)
Merry go round like a cycle (Ch-)
Can't fuck a bitch if she psycho (Ts-ts)
Can't fuck you bitch, I don't like you (Ts-ts-ts)
Buying Supreme, that
'cause now
I'm focusin' too hard
On somethin' that's just too plain to see
I don't like when my girl try
To pull a MC Lyte
Jump out the whip, through
Diamonds on my pinky
Throw them shades on so bitches can’t see me
Got the loud gas smoking stinky
Birkin bag only where I keep my blicky
Money
of that
Two-fifty for a ounce to cook (Wow)
Four-fifty for the white sales
That you only seen inside a book (Heard?)
I been thuggin' my whole life
I don't
I had to worry,
Leaving all the changes far from far behind
We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name
Down at the end, round by
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
millennium
You can't know what I'm schemin', my ideas I'm concealin' 'em
These plain and simple bars I'm sayin' 'em just like I'm seein' 'em
My rhymes are
changed
I was selllin' telescopes I made
Hope my little vision brought big change
I live my lyrics that'll never switch up
So ironically you only hear
AF1 these niggas basic like it's plain white
Everybody bought it
But they ain't raise price
I see through it like someone cellophane, yeah
We got
Know yourself
I'm a complex kid
Love my brother
Got uzis grit
No boujie fits
Plain Ts
Simple ways to emulate a top G
Peace and blessings upon
Those that
these niggas'll do to be in my shoes
I'm done playin' by rules
Learned from OGs, I'm retirin' the jewels
Everything is plain Jane, different day,
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