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Un blaster 17 coups Qui dépasse de ma poche comme un gsm Elle est cambrée Sur le gsx J'la suis de près Dans le hse Dans la storm boy Aston Martin
Frederick Douglas And Martin Luther King (yeah) It's black history (aye) I'm black history Trying to keep the legacy my ancestors left to me A legend when I
parked in a red zone I tried to warn my carmine brothers bout smoking that pipe with Captain Smith I'm Nat Turner on my best day "I'm testing positive for
[Parrish Smith] Sick em champ... Well I have a new dance that you all must learn You may have seen the Pee Wee Herman but it's had it's turn
Bring the noise, bring the noise Will Smith, Martin Lawrence Bad boys, boys Bring the noise, bring the noise Will Smith, Martin Lawrence Bad boys,
on to Mike's (45) for a few Where anyone can see my new celebrity is you We'll find Minerva Pius (46) Frederick Delius (47) helmut Zacharias (48) At a table for
Yeah (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash
they'd head Five boys would join the family, the first, Abraham, then John, Martin Junior, Winfield Scott, last, Smith Thompson Buren In New York, he
translated by Frederick Hedge. Music: Martin Luther.
to the track Mama how I'm suppose to face facts When in school I followed the rules to know they didn't even teach that I mean we knew about the martin's
Martin Delaney Grew up free in westVirginia Son of slaves Oldest out of five Mandinka royalty in his veins Moved to Pennsylvania For education
you how Martin Luther King had a dream about you and me That our children grandchildren and great-grandchildren are gonna be Kings and queens of our
The life of Jesus is a baby Look at Sojourner, Frederick, Rosa, Dr. Martin Luther King Just like you and me was guided by the same book in which we read Ay,
Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby Don't cry, dry your eyes [Will Smith] September 11th I woke up about 7 AM West coast time, french toast and my
to the Gz I'm Will smith to the screen Wutang with the cream I'm like Martin Luther with the dream When will I be king Fuck that I'm the king If you got
Martin Lawrence, Will Smith (no) My partna got caught selling dope His woman don't love him no more Told him that bitch was a ho-bag I put some change
Where you going at, ion know boy I'm a star check the mufuckin tabloids She a good girl but she like the bad boys Will Smith, Martin Lawrence what
dirt No I cannot play no games and fuck around the feds I might shoot that Smith and Wesson, till the death Ride that Aston Martin, DBS You like that
the hitlist. We came from rags to riches. now I’m the big fish balling. Bad boys with guns I feel like will smith and Martin. But we ain’t acting tho. Like
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah oh Woah, I'm a bad boy no Will Smith and Martin, Oh yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Woah oh yeah How
Hahahaha Yea Yea Whoo whoo whoo Smith and Wesson on the side of me I'm gunning I'm gunning I'm gunning it Shawty down she wanna ride wit me I'm
feel our empowerment You think that your daughter's deflowered huh? That's why you wanna castrate us This is that Frederick Douglass, rockin with my
one hand There's just one thing to do Give em the old Don't Argue! Dustin Martin (don't argue) Fraser Gehrig (don't argue) Fraser Brown (don't argue)
Pen game Frederick Douglas Dream like Martin Luther But I’m more like Malcolm Please respect the shooter We don't mess with racists We need reparations
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