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I'm drunk

Ten in the morning I'm drunk
Got champagne overflowing my cup
Two bad bitches straight gassed blowing skunk
Cops by the door my nigga watchu

People Like Myself

Static

Indecent Proposal

2001

[Chorus: x 2]
People like myself, only hang with self cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside without findin some new kinfolks
People on my

you mean when you call me a heathen
You don't fear God either
That's why you fear me
Black as the heart of your tv preachers
Wave church couldn't drown

to fuck

hook 
I got my black bro, my white bro
No gun bro, no knife bro 
Be a real man lets fight bro, be a real man lets go bro x2 

hook
I said oi, oi,

Distorted by Phoenicians and Europeans
If you don't see it, you're a peon
Or maybe I am, 'cause
It's topic I don't speak on

Black woman you are powerful

on two rays (we hit the spot)
Brickmile to Montana, shit ain't no fugaze (at all)
Concreatures, Black Soprano Family, we the new wave (we the mafia)

in time

Witness evolution of the black man that survived

Through pigment and constitution

Who knew the two could collide

War written in black

black bitch
Lust, gluttony, greed, jealousy envy, me
Your blinds blurring your vision
See I'm where I'm supposed to be
On top of the underground, still

I'ma put your niggas in all black
I'ma change the game and it's all facts
Your money ain't long
It's a short stack
And I heard your crew
And they're

Ima ghost ride the whip
All black on black
Won't see me coming
Ima ghost ride the whip
All black on black
Lil shawty don't panic
Yeah
This a 2 seater

Street Shit

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

fronting, 
You got me busting two nines 
With one hand tied together or something
Ain't no mistaking we taking your trap
In case you niggas didn't know,

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

by crooks taught from the bottom of books
So yeah, the bottom of jobs
Hire, require the bottom of skills
Still proud black like the bottom of grills

AfricAryaN

Logic

Everybody

2017

to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify

at me SAD BOY SIX
Black boy fly feel like a King
I should prolly' quit rapping but I proceed
Packing up the heat, fuck the police
I don't live by the law,

feel me?
I'm a young black brother
So these motherfucker fear me

June 2nd '93 I returned to the streets
Did 2 months in the county and
I opt to the beat

There's some things
They refuse to tell you 
In the modern churches 
Brothers and Sisters 
We are the church!
We are not in bondage to suffer These

it
By any means necessary, revolution marksman
Million dollar churches, communities hurting
Control is in religion, money's in the churches
Nobody said

churches and bails
There's only one truth
One market
Two parties
One choice

Scream with me
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom

Roll call
Roll left
Roll call
Roll left

In the book of Revelation, Chapter two
Seven letters sent by the King, to the churches, they were due
He spoke of love, faith, and the works they'd

where ya dogs at?
AR-15 with me, and it's all black
If it is a problem, Im'ma solve that
(yeah, yeah)

2X, 2X 2X, 2X
2X, 2X 2X, 2X
Pour that drink up 2

Two Words

Kanye West

Through the Wire

2003

nowhere to go (nowhere to go)

(Listen)
Two words, United States, no love, no breaks
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, Black folks
Big Macs, fat

My papa taught me how to be a man
My mama told two feet, you'll stand
My brother told me don't go in the can
If you black, then you really understand

No we must see him.
Mandy:        Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2:   We were led by a star.
Mandy:        Led by a bottle, more