Lyrics:
Bobby Seale
Word to the free lunch, who knew what we would become?
Who would be defunct? Which rumors would be debunked?
Yeah, this is the music that
(Bobby Seale speech)
I walk with the passion of Christ when I be gas'n the fight
Swing a left and mess around and whoop yo ass with the right
I'm
Domingo no sale, su flow no vale, vamos pa'l chale
Somos los profesores y nos tocan seales
Tenemos las conexiones y no se pierden las seales
Tenemos las
acaba
Y no importa un carajo
Que digan los demás
Es que me siento feliz
Esta alegra no hay quien la pare
Ponte a trabajar mejor, socio, no seales
Tampoco
Ocultando en mi coraz?n radiante azul fuerte verde maduro que comp?s
Tu ver?s si hoy en d?a no hace falta na
M?s, que volar (x2)
si las se?ales voy cruzando
the shit is, Bobby Seale making meals
You can't resist his HiiiPower
Throw your hands up for HiiiPower
Every day we fight the system just to make our
were
J. Edgar Hoover, and he coulda proved to you
He had king and x set up
Also the party with Newton, Cleaver and Seale
He ended, so get up
Time
nothing but a cracker
Now it's Judgment Day, and Allah'll never play
"freedom got an AK," them Guerrilla say
Bobby Seale said, "please make it rough,
you off here
My revolution is as real as Bobby Seale's, I build
With dudes and cribs worth a quarter mill, in dix hills
For fish scale, to cop
Seale
Somebody tell these Maryland Governors
To be for real!
We recall all of these events just to prove
(yeah) the Waterbuggers in the Watergate
Wasn't
the balance, detourin' the malice
We kill you motherfuckin' mice with a mallet
(uhh) this is Huey P Newton with a QP
Bobby with a Seale, Fred Hampton on pills
In
anybody's what?
Bitch or hoe
Who was Huey P. Newton?
An African political activist, a revolutionary who
Along with Bobby Seale, cofounded the Black
build, where you been, how ya' feel?
Huey P, getting the party started
Bobby Seale
No College Hill, labor got that dollar bill
So if you wait up for
Some
sense
Killed in cold blood but the shit ain't done with
Switch to Oaktown, sixty-six
See Huey Newton, and Cleveland Seale
Sons of Malcolm with intent
respect
So I put his cerebellum on his grandma's steps
You know Oschino he'll probly kill
Got the soul of Huey Newton nigga Bobby Seale
Nigga prolly
showin you, you are invincible
The Black Panther is the black answer for real
In my spiritual form, I turn into Bobby Seale
On the wheels of steel, my
showin you, you are invincible
The Black Panther is the black answer for real
In my spiritual form, I turn into Bobby Seale
On the wheels of steel, my
everybody shooters Niggas pussy foreal they scared to take an L that's how I know You'll squeal
Feeling like Bobby Seale paving ways for my hood
Mama pray for
Seale, Alabama
We never been seen
Wyclef money all in my jeans
I'm bout to go stupid ayy
Lose it (mmm)
Pushin' that gas I'm pushin' that throttle
Give me
in a vintage Cadillac talking
Huey P, Bobby Seale I'm in the field
Imma always keep my steel, look how many lives they steal
Pray ya
Make it home,
on the mat when you make a deal
Demanding of these crackers, I'm Huey P. and Bobby Seale
You can't meet my demands, then what we talking for
I'm not the nigga
In the words of Huey Newton Bobby Seale & the Revolutionaries before me
We want the governments
Power in the hand of the people Which means you & I
is the balm for his
ecstasy and his voracious delight
Putrid carrion with burnt seales
Obscure seducer with smooth
scented skin of infant
Now I know
A presence on the mic, like I'm Bobby Seale
I got to pay mommy bills, so jackings a hobby still
For real
We mobbing like the black panthers
Tatts
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