Jive
Taboo Punx
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Swing low, sweet chariot Coming for to carry me home (Swing, swing) Yeah (Swing, swing) This is it right here (Carry me, carry me) Ain't no running (Swing, swing) The time is coming (Carry me, carry me) Pop stars pop pills They don't wanna feel I pop bars 'cause I got bars Heavy-metal rockstars Cruisin' down the block In a black Cadillac on spokes High yella bone Don't act so woke Might sell my soul So I don't go broke Hang my hopes up high Like dope Don't burn my notebook That's how I cope Ed Koch made a nigga go broke Another song book About the minstrel show Let my kinfolk go I can't even dance to Scott Joplin But a jive-ass nigga Get the whole block poppin' Committin'-crime-ass po po Got the whole block Locked in Uncle Day Day 'bout to go Clock in He don't even know The whole town watchin' Uncle Day Day Sippin' from a bottle Smokin' on a blunt On the porch unbothered I walk downstairs To look at them spinners On that big purple truck Old-ass man tryna run game On a little-ass girl I'm stuck Uncle Day Day upside his head With a bottle Glass he swallow Body go wobble Vertical to horizontal Uncle Day Day is a new role model But uncle Day Day is problematic And the patriarchy is automatic Say, I never trapped Used to be at parties Where they did that Reminiscing on the good And the bad, I feel bad Bombs over Baghdad F*ck that, get ya bag man All the nights we spent drinking (Getcha bag man, getcha bag man) Throwing bottles out the window To stop thinking Abstract, confess, rewind (Jive turkey) Midnight, 10 lines, sunshine (Jive turkey) We riding, tomorrow we uprisin' (Jive turkey) By the weekend we be jivin' (Jive turkey) Weekend we be jivin', jivin' Like, "Oh shit, remember that?" Outside running with the pack Some of them doing time For running 'round with that nine Peer pressured by the flock Graduated, moved on Some got clocked And became an afterthought Came and went (Came and went) Now reminisce (Now reminisce) That's of the past (Of the past) Some days were bliss (Days of bliss) Days of misdemeanor (Misdemeanor) One year south of Pasadena (Pasadena) Then further east to the south That changed my whole demeanor Please stop hanging with The jocks and the preps (I was conditioned) Appropriating blackness How we on Channel eight Black caricatures of theft (Mami or Sambo) Shooting 32 frames per second Aiming right for the chest (Bambi versus colonizer Rambo) Back in Fouke they torched niggas Throats like the strep (For the Klan we got ammo) Stuck between uprising and jiving I got some shit to confess (Back to the same ole) Wait, now hold up Don't roll up or pour up A double cup I go nuts, I'm so clutch And I got no trust Right then and there Police come bust, f*ck Drinking in Miami Thinking 'bout ya family World is cursed with vanity Self-aware, you got agony Graduate of emotional academy But you are not a damaged bitch All the nights we spent drinking (Getcha bag man, getcha bag man) Throwing bottles out the window To stop thinking Abstract, confess, rewind (Jive turkey) Midnight, 10 lines, sunshine (Jive turkey) We riding, tomorrow we uprisin' (Jive turkey) By the weekend we be jivin', (Jive turkey) Weekend we be jivin', jivin' And I'm cynical like Seneca I need Visine for my retina Benadryl for America Irritated with a common cold I need thymine for my soul I need Imani for my faith Like the Seventh Principal I need John Manuel To keep that crown perked See, I can't go to church When I was a kid Pastor denied me of the word That nigga said I was perverse Congregation went silent I stood up and walked out They eyes shot like a siren They judgment is finding My eyes and I'm blinded Televangelist pastor Made my fatherless friend a bastard F*ck yo Moynihan Report F*ck yo case study, mission abort Manipulating lost souls Pastor fill the basket With them dividends Got symptoms like He overdosing on that Ritalin Rapid heart beat, psychosis And delirium Sometimes I wish I was a kid again I would pitch that iron stake In the face of society For all the trauma That it caused That's the ugly And the beauty of this life Our culminating moments Can't be paused I'm drawing blanks (Drawing blanks) But I give thanks (Giving thanks) Acting ignorant With my friends Pouring drinks (Pouring drinks) Don't wanna think (Don't wanna learn) I guess I never Learned anything Man, I feel Punk'D Like I got pranked Went to the club I had a drink Caught a young girl Throwing up her Past in the sink They smokin' loud I smoke the spliff Felt my body go numb Until I blackout But I'm different now I get so lifted now I'm gifted and precisely Moving with precision (Now) Vision (Found) Different (Sound)
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