Lyrics:
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Him take man's hat and put it on his own dread
And then him burn a big fat spliff of lambsbread
You think I lie you don't believe what I said
It deh
sixteens
Waking up living big dreams
You know how that work
Sit back relax
Roll up a spliff
I talk to God
I'm up now
So high up not coming down
So far gone
naeza amua ni dugg
Uku east ni macop na thugs thugs
Big steppa nimevaa malugz
Spliff for spliff
Huku zabe hatukosi kishash
Alipull up na chura ya umoroto
and sippin gin
We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce
We hit the studio and then bounce
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Click shit, big figure shit,
in my abdomen
Camouflage fatigues, and daishikis
Somewhere in between N.W.A. and P.E.
I'm black like Steve Biko
Raised in the ghetto by the people
Fuck
a queen with some large tits
You, Scratchator, and Spliff put it down every night, and
If Spliff can't go, Big Tigger be the hypeman
No? Then tell me
Don’t need a black history month
I’m living it now
I see u waiting till October
Then you start acting sober
Gifted & black with a million to stack
very Iminimious
I mean, imminimious
Very very very Iminimious
I mean, Iminimious
In the beginning, man was nice
Black, peaceful like the night
Before
Niggas tryna get a brick of Kathy Lee Gifford
Better be strapped like Clifford
It's the big, black nigga then drip of the big black pistol
I suggest you
Cognac is in me cup and now me feel alright
Got me spliff rolled up and
Now me day is right
Dem cyah follow back ah we tonight
Dem can't come fuck
Imma night walker
Big spliff Light sparker
Shot caller from a hit row
Top dolla
Know to make bitch holla
Weaned to be the meanest
And I come around
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how
Down any old back road
We drove, back roads
By the hundreds
And I know some, back roads are
Better, than others
Big brick n street lights
Or
In
like dark liquor
Big reek I'm the grave digger
Live by the gun you gonna die bout that bitch
Rolling your homie he's all in my spliff
Sending them shots
saying
Eyes be Asian every time we vibe; conversations be amazing
Till six in the morning... Big spliffs and liquor pouring
It's getting lit by the minute,
If ya think that ur dark im darker/ Big flo father/ punch man up like Tyson did wilder/
Big fat Spliff I roll it and spark up/
Kung fu tongue I'm
If ya think that ur dark im darker/ Big flo father/ punch man up like Tyson did wilder/
Big fat Spliff I roll it and spark up/
Kung fu tongue I'm
Some man say it's a psycho ting
But them man are fake on a lypo ting
Us man are big dargs, them a Michael 'ting
Roll by on a cycle ting
Man better take
on
KID from the old school
88 fade
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One
the old school
88 fade
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One for the town
within
Just a young black melanin kid
Wit a heart to get big
In this world full of devil and sin
18 I was locked up for violence
Depression on my mind
I
round")
Look I'm fresh back from out of state, JFK arrival
A big spliff in my ashtray, July sunny day
And I'm feeling idle, slide through Medina, son
the wrath of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff
And a lot of the crews got sprayed and yelled RAID
Like a couple of roaches, as struggle approaches,
like we got Soul
Melanin a pop like a black gold
Singing ma favorite song on the radio
Right yah now me gone ah street cause big dance ah keep
Bare
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