Never Touch a Black Man Radio
Jet 2
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Never touch a black man radio And what I mean by that Is that I see right past your bullshit trying to play me ho Oh. Call me in the middle of the night When you faded You only text me when you faded You only text me Never touch a black man radio This one is for them police that been shooting them teens You can’t walk a mile in their shoes Even smile if you try to, you will not look cute in them jeans Hip-hop is not the problem, call it what you wanna I could give a mother f*ck, I’m sorry momma I am legend, I am Jerri Jheto, I am Bob Marley, I am Travon Martin I am starting from the bottom, hungry alligator Chew tracks by the numbers, grab your calculator Do not walk into my swamp You will get slumped Even Donald can get trumped Feeling aggravated, I’m just glad you made it clear My rise to the top makes you scared And that is your prominent fear I have no fears, I am just fierce The happiest man in the happiest place on earth is serious Shit, who is Jet 2? You, except more mysterious Sentence me to life in bars My sentences give life, these bars Break down these sentences And life pretends that it is challenging Only atoms can get at him I’m a pure chemist when I’m cooking these sentences You only text me when you faded Word to Jamal Cristopher, calls missing from you Don’t understand it; time to do that was when you had it But instead, you chose to have fun And now, it’s my turn I’m ‘bout to gas it Go and getting high, sounding like you took acid While I turn my room to a kitchen, cooking classics Stir it up, little darling, stir it up That’s what it looks like when you try to mirror us Open doors, thank God; didn’t knock you up Gotta watch from the stands, get binoculars Only Lord knows why I put the rock on ya With your wandering eye, fix your ocular With your hands everywhere like an octopus Got men everywhere because you’re popular Fake tears dripping down, better stop it up Almost had a young man come and rob us up All them days, through the pain; had to bottle up Always did everything that you wanted bruh And still through it all, it was not enough Hell yeah, I’m pissed off; what you calling for What gimmick do you think that I’m falling for? Bruh, what?
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Written by: JONATHAN CHIDINMA IHEJETO
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