Lyrics:
search and seize
Ain't knocking or asking
Them coming for niggas like me
Poor white trash, like they
Tricks like her back in slavery
Concentration
must be a dyke
Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't
The boardwalk's empty, gray stole the blue from the sky
And ain't nobody watchin' the sun burnin' into the night
Nobody is hangin' 'round makin' out
but hey
I ain't too much into Phillie's
But split a Dutch and I'll re-fill it
And I ain't friendly, so nope, ya can't hit it
I smoke good trees
Yo
I'm talking milli, ain't talking Vanilli
Had to get that hating nigga from near me, I do not move like a regular Joe
I am not moved by no regular ho,
to the back
Ten racks to the waitress, change all that
Twenty something years old, ass so fat
Them boys in the club, D hats all black
Tops coming off, ass
know that I'm gunning,
Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny,
Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us,
We the Usual Suspectsss,
The real
black and the Cadillac
Sent by the devil, where have I been at?
And I ain't coming back
Waiting for my train to come back
Tell me how it is life pass me
a lot
He came through, straight strip search
He said I'm coming back, and I'ma put in work
Niggas told him, hey yo, leave that shit alone
But pride
only gotta couple of pies left that'll last me through the year
Doula, (ew!) ice cream candy! (What it do?)
Man that shit be coming in handy!
(Ew!)
(we gonna)
Hit a nigga kill a nigga we'll come back
See a sucker stretch a sucker guard your naps
Cussing wasn't nothing 'til a black man rapped
See
Black man, black man
Black man, black man
Black man down goes another
Black man black man, killed by a brother
If it ain't one thing, here come
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer
Yeah, you left me
But you'll be coming back
I can tell by how light you packed
I ain't lonely, just didn't want to be alone
By the time I get
u*, blow your back out
You bad mouth, make 'em all believers
Throwing rocks from a glass house, y'all ain't perfect either
See that c***** and that
(gunshots) what's happening money
Damn, nigga money got blasted like that
Fuck man that shit ain't cool dog
Niggas just dying in my
Motherfucking
only mentally but physically the black man rules
So run devil run, you's to best start running
Because the niggas are coming, oh, the niggas are coming
of the blackstar
Stare into the black hole, what do you see?
Is there an image of what you want to be?
Can he change the world with the words on his lips?
With eyes
the White House
So who cares if he’s black?
And why’s there still soldiers
Out there in Iraq?
Natural resources ain’t yours, it's theirs
Give it back! You’re
niggas and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to '79
I bomb atomically, Socrates'
on an breakin' me off by the end of the night
You can ride with me
Cause I like ya Simmon's jeans
Ain't tryin' to make a love scene
Truly I just want you
black suits and hard bottoms
Haha and don't worry I got 'em
He ain't a problem child just a child with a problem (D-Block ahaha)
(aha ha)
Why can't
a drifter passing through that little valley
See he had promised he was coming back to town (coming back to town)
They didn't know him by his face, or by
back?
I got keys coming from overseas
Cost a nigga 200 G's
I'm a street commando, Nino for example
This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle
So I got
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