Lyrics:
a hollow
Heavy metal on your mental when
You let it all go
A stream of tears on my navy blue hoodie all
Flow like the ish that gets the boat by
I know I'm
all damned today
If we don't see that one by one we can be the ones that make things change
Forget making America great
And start with yourself today
the neighborhood hero (juug)
Black Migo (Black Migo), Black Migo (Black Migo)
I got M's, came a long way from zeroes (count up)
456 in the hood, we shooting
Get it by yourself out the Mud
Drugs, gangs, product of his environment
Three hundred and sixty'd his situation, positivity-pioneer, Hussle The Great
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
love and certainty I will talk
At eight years old I started singing
Great-grandma left me the writing ability
First rhymes came at 10 testing my
Kicking it, strap on my side and I'm so high
Thinking bout them putos that tried to do the drive-by
Creeping in the alley, ese this ain't
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young
I used to try
ain’t good
Oooh
There goes the neighborhood
There goes the neighborhood
Well Bobbi’s in her booty shorts joggin’ on by
She musta made a loop around
at all except what could be done with that unremarkable patch of dirt
They made beautiful gardens
And behind powerful pearly white picket fences they
alright
the white tent the raft
the white tent the raft
the white tent the raft
fists and chests
great overcoat clearing:
and when it's not our great
made America great when it was built by slaves
I'll never understand the pain to have a slave last name
Or be the product of rape in this white mans game
How great is our God
Sing with me, how great is our God
All will see how great is our God
How great is our God
Sing with me, how great is our God
II got white and Asian friends
Their mom and dad drives a Benz
They be dressing just to follow trends
I could see the suburban neighborhood through
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
through Calgary and up to Kicking-Horse Pass
Stampeded through Calgary up to Kicking-Horse Pass
Well, O Lord, here we are
Way up in the Great White North
It
And leaves me spent
Perpetration
Great Nation, Faking
Led by greedy kids
Common citizen name in caps
Securing Bush's deficit
And elections are rigged
Lie upon
prepared cause here comes the Klan
Now my great great Grand, was hung on a tree
by the colored man -- you probably know him as a white man
I seen a Oprah
I heard you want some marijuana
Want some pure white coca
Eyo gringo, eyo gringo
You see I've never been a smoker
I'm just your neighborhood dealer
marijuana
Want some pure white coca
Eyo gringo, eyo gringo
You see I've never been a smoker
I'm just your neighborhood dealer
And I'm tryin' to keep my block
save me
When I finally got it home
My whole neighborhood was aglow
And I said, "Thank you, Jack White,
For the fiber-optic Jesus that you gave me."
jump in, but she don't like white men
So don't throw that work you fuckin jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
She ain't with the pale
living in a most difficult season
I’m exhausted
Too many of our family members haunted by loved ones shot down in the streets
Bodies covered by white
Said to wash the time go by.
I
My very first white girl, white girl
Uhh, call it if she just show us fine
My very first white girl, white girl
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