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was doing for years
Obama couldn’t make America great because he
Couldn’t be him to be who
He was black men have been slaves
Obama wasn’t allowed to do

hit the news the second it gets violent,
And father prosecuted for protection of his own,
But at that point, Y'all done and birthed another Black

one track, its impossible for colliding
But it would never matter, because the consistent theme
Is that it's different, but it's not better to be black

[Akon:]
I dont like to fuss or fight
Just trying to live life rightt
Don't take my kindness for weakness
Cuz i will take your life....
At first i will walk

something I want
I don't care if she's your wife
I'll still fuck her in the kitchen
Man these morals too expensive

Fuck asking for forgiveness
Pull my dick

Ring Road

Underworld

Oblivion with Bells

2007

I want you to be the way I want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape, something sticky for security wrapped tight around

black
Making us fight each other for success
And even then we're supposed to expect racial disrespect
So we become stressed
No right way to earn this

a next track
Paying for your plays
You got nothing more
Compact disc culture
Know exactly where to get to that
We don't count the plays
We got something

to turn the screw
Sometimes just for fun
How did we get here?
How do we come undone?
How do we get back
Scratch away the black marks
One by one by one

and berth
here I am asking you
'cause I've got no time for a step out of line
do you think that you can be good to me
baby cos I'm gonna try do right by you

Life

Yo Gotti

Life

2003

lane
my ghetto game, where it all started for gotti
little summin', running around (?) and naughty
asking for dollars from niggaz I assumed was ballin'

that's risking my safety
Racks on Halloween I got this bag in my hand
But I ain't asking for shit cause that less of a man
I got my brothers round me it's

with a fake text 'are u fine?'
Next thing you know they are asking for help
But man is done, fuck that grab my belt
String you up by your turkey neck,

new nigga just back on my B.I.C
Thank God for locs I ran the N.I.P
No more N-O-P-E-s now it's Y-E-S
And why y'all stressed asking how we blessed

perfect
Just make it worth it
Cause this ain't what you searching for
But we made it work before
Yo nigga just a big black bitch Emeka Okafor
Girl what you

lounges I don't even fly
They dodged me back in the days like I was asking for a shot of Ciroc Vanilla
Now they shoutin me for favors, like I'm some kind

This is the very best of the best
This is top shelf, the caviar of hip-hop
Bel Air

Bel Air, Will Smith
Black bottles, chill shit
Bad bitches, all

with sneakers, I just need something for my runs
Need to stay in top shape to be the man in my state
If I catch you scuffin' up my J's, then I might just

That beautiful black glow
You know that always lights up the show

I don't know what it is
We're just fire
I dunno there's just something about us
We

grey
The hours stretching for days

I wanted to fade away, but something inside me 
Was praying, for changes
I close my eyes tight, feel electricity

Let me start off by saying
I'm over it
All the judgement and drama
Pass over it
People asking what's wrong
They into it
But one hundred percent
Ain't

regret
Asking in the first place
Fuck you
And them crackers
That you came with

Salute me I'm Spaulding
Bitch, im really ballin
Black cards in my wallet

Slight flash
Framed it
Long time coming 
I'm here 
Make room or play dead 
Life make you into something bad 
If you had the cash 
You'd be back for more

always
Playing emotions for keeps
Needy for something
Feeling erupting
This is dealing with substance abuse, needle on the wax 
Fiending for, bleeding