Lyrics:
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out
(Youngin' from Del Amo)
Black out, black out
(Belt by
gotta say
Say
Is that I’m black
Black
Now I can’t breathe
Breathe
Because I’m black
Black
Tell em get up off me
Off me
Ain’t right what you doing you
Claim your innocence and then arrest you
What you gon do when they rush up in your house and rape your loving spouse and then try to molest you
Hmmm
For
Buck buck buck-buck-buck, buck-buck buck buck!
All rude bwoy lissen up!
Black cop!! Black cop black cop black cop
Stop shootin black people, we
the second chapter (black) of Genesis we got three rivers (black)
And all of them are surrounded (black) by black people (black)
And they’re right in
down niggas that look just like you
What up, Blood? What up, cuz? It's all black, I love us
The paper read "Murder, black-on-black murder"
The paper
more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only work for those who do believe in them
Black magic, it's black magic, do you believe
Stand up dolla plaza
Yeah
The revolution will be televised
Black men don’t tell no lies
I love big mac with cheese
Salty value fries
Black eye peas
factual
Black girls ain't got time for gravity, level up
Heads they be wanting our strategy
I think what you're trying to ask yourself
Why am I so
you what you missed
Let nothing defile what's within
(Black girl child)
Drop your boxes
And maybe you will see
We're all worth it
Call me by my name
You
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only
We come to make it hot for you
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here, go crazy
The way you're bouncin'
lit the motherland
Jay went and hit a Billi'
What Mic Jordan did for basketball he need equity from Mr. Naismith
How black folks rock jordans he should
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
Did what I had to do to get paid
Escape the game like a runaway slave
(Black) black power, black power, white powder, white powder
Black power,
like 50 Glocks
My whip 2 grips, drive by empty out a clip
Black Card, Black Car, Drive it forwards like a NASCAR
Dumb Ops, drop top, pull up on you
Hmm, ah
I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colors in my life, you better turn them black
I see them walking by dressed in their
black, black, black
Everything black, black, black
Everything black, black, black
Pull up in that coupe
And it's black on black
Brights nights , days black
know what it feels like
(I'm black)
And I'ma say it loud like James Brown
People be proud cause we all up in the game now
(I'm black)
And I'ma hold
ancestors was raped by somebody white
I'm black so I like to sing, dance and crack jokes
Eat good food and be around black folks
I'm black so I like
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black
[Protestor]
Man what the FUCK do you think we're doin here
We're FED UP, we're sick of this shit!
And the police ain't never gonna get anywhere
and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is
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