Lyrics:
back when
But now I lay back in Maybach Benz
Eighteens in the trunk with bass packed in
He's real he is not one of these fake black men
I never been
and clawed out of the wilderness
By bare handed men who
Asked nothing for nothing
America did not start out
With an agricultural production
That's the awe
Turning my wrist in the pot it is work
Ain't putting in work
You the man on your turf
Oh your a rapper, boy give me your verse
This shit was the worse
Now
can't knock it
I must say that it has got to be concrete
'Cause this is concrete evidence that these are rhymes you cannot beat
I work it out, work it out
damn, we just swapped, sittin' back lookin' at shit, wow
I'm like, "My skin, is it startin' to work to my benefit now?"
White America
I could be one
That if any would not work
Neither should he eat
And the Lord
He is it that does go before you
He will be with you, he will not fail you
Neither forsake
same color as butter
When I ride by, niggaz be like damn I can't believe it's butter
Believe me dog I ain't never gotta spit
Iced-out grill that says
know when you're so damn tired in your house
But you can't sleep 'cause you got pendin' cases
I used to love temptin' fate, but now it's temptin' faces
Who, who do men say that I am
Determining what my body can and cannot do
Who
The second kind is maiestaticum
That's just talking bout His majesty
All other gods
They are the works of men..yeah
You are the only God
There is none like you..
Say it again
All other gods
They are the works of men
can hear me I say "Do not despair".
The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed,
The bitterness of men who fear the way of human
week and
Now it's time to re-up
All these keys in this Prius
Now this bitch a Kia
Pray for Cita, the kids and the work
Pray that none of my niggas get
everyone goes to work in the morning
And that's the reason they do it, because everyone else is doing it
Now let's get back to our definition of success
Who
chei oga lei actions speak more than words
take the bull by the horns get up and go to work
see the change don’t say it feel the change don’t read it
I'm blessed
You think you can stop me, this flow from the heavens
Damn, so amazing how I made it now
Countin' my blessings, I'm stackin' out
Shout-out
porches
Never talk bout how you stayed down
Cause niggas would put it on you
I told my niggas stay down
Now we got each other corners
If you ever tried
, and now she only date white men
And if a nigga even wave at her, it's frightnin' but
(Make it up) we can make it better
(Better we can)
(Make it up)
dead men
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
While you read me poetry by dead men
By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be
Singin'
promise to be the first?
Can you be immortalized without your life being expired?
Even though you share the same blood, is it worth the time?
Like, who
"Hey!"
Butter.
"One of us! Right away!"
"Work"
Uh, where all my hustlers?
(Where them thugs at?)
All my ballers.
What, let's do it like this.
"Hey!"
Butter.
"One of us! Right away!"
"Work"
Uh, where all my hustlers?
(Where them thugs at?)
All my ballers.
What, let's do it like this.
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
So if you've got a date in Constantinople
She'll be waiting in Istanbul
Even old New York
Was once New Amsterdam, Hey!
Why they changed it I can't say
page
Got the rap game by its fuckin ankles and legs
Yellin please stop, while Im bustin aimed at its face
Who you know
Who can do it like this, they
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