Lyrics:
us in the projects
Only history we make is if we kill somebody
Rape somebody, but other than that we're nobody
Speaking like a Brother living in
in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn't he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything
Searching for Black Jesus, oh yeah
Sportin' jewels and shit, you know what I mean?
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
Young Kadafi in this
Searching for Black Jesus, oh yeah
Sportin' jewels and shit, you know what I mean?
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
Young Kadafi in this bitch,
La da da da da da
Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens)
Hold up
Only rappers to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the story
La da da da da da
Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens)
Hold up
Only rappers to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the story
You took the blacks outta countries
Blacks outta context
We called black cause no title fits misplaced misfits
Check the index
Blacks out of history
again
No Malcolm X in my history text, why is is that?
'Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks
Why is Martin Luther King in my book each
hair, yeah, black sound like rough hair, and good hair
Look like history, sound spiritual
Black sound like years, like working, like night
Black sound
The project was taken up by sculptor Gutzon Borglum, who was inspired by the idea of creating a "Shrine of Democracy" that would celebrate the country's history
My project is called
Black Collective
I was born dark to this bright world in 96
From bright lights to a bright to a bright future is what my mother
a commandment from the Lord of course
But since it’s so deeply rooted, we gotta be sure
Learn the history, everything that’s vaulted
Black Wall Street, Black
Struggle, makin' a name for themselves, makin'
history, makin' a change.
Yeah all the project blowedians, all the tape
Slangers, all the record pushers.
This
For my hometown, break down a little history for you
Myrtle and Broadway, Roosevelt projects, Marcy projects
Listen
I stepped on the field from no
powerless
Let me teach the black youth where their power is
Lets transform the project’s into palaces
The black Madonna on the mantle came first
The black
Black or white, I can't identify
What am I who am I what am I
Culture shock, Newark's a far cry from Middlesex
Broadly called projects, black eyes,
I'm a little nutty and I know it but if you
Go back and take a look at my history
You will see that I am not the
Only one who's off his rocker
There
that's the life they choose
Don't tell me shit about somebody
Who can take off they badge
I can't leave my house
And decide when I wanna take off my black
This is not a typical rap CD; this is a statement of the times
A chronicle of what black men have to endure in America
These are the words of a word
Off the backs
Of the blacks
Damn
You remember that
Nigga kill a nigga
Willie Lynch theory
Just as the projects
Started as a project
Elites
Passport pilot to black helicopter choppers over Bosnia
Sniffed so much coke nose is fucked up and bled a lot
For all ya'll bystanders baggy ass jeans
to me, shit
What a nigger do, what a nigger does
And a nigger is what a nigger was
And a nigger done read history but yet his eyes didn't see
The only
skillet - it's on
That rap nigga bust a cap nigga flat nigga
Open up your back nigga Rosewood black nigga
First family gone brawl
It's
Jackson
Malcolm X last win when I'm rappin
Americans, Africans, Asians, Russians, and Arab men
Send your clergymen to journey wit Nas from Queens projects
I
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