Lyrics:
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical I conducting
You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I
Little shortie sedated thinkin' the way out is by selling cracks
I seen black borthers cry like day by day the number multiply
And the devil don't give
sworn that you wasn't warned 'cause we was
Trapped in the box that rap had spawned
It was a square until we kicked it to an octagon
We gotten strong
a minute she wondered about the chance she gets to wild wit me
I'm ridin' with her and she had an enormous fart box
So we pulled over and I fucked it doggy
sorrow
Drown me in dreadful darkness
Taking the thorn of my head
Clearly I see the dirt of my hell
A dirty black cloud supported by dearth
Of those
breathing
And she's listening
Kill the serpent
Divide, disperse and grow
Into an oak
A silver lining on a black scale
Wicked hunter on three hooves he still
made
Into brown gravy for supper Sunday
They got 50 pound bags of chicken nuggets
They got yummy yogurt by the bucket.
Shelves and shelves
to the shoeshine box, connect the dots
My description, black male, yellowed to mellow
I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow
With D-O, penal code, Deebo
on the table
Black roses on the ground
Count the cracks on the sidewalk
Pack the cigarette box in my left palm
Flame on the tip of a smoke
I don't know where
Standing by the bar
Sex on the beach
Sun sets in the west
A win out of reach
But he knows best
Cadillac Jack
Betting down on black
Hunts for the win
in world so scorn
Wat it's really gone take to fix a broken system
Black youth never found always reported missing
I had a dream young Luther king
But
to born in world so scorn
Wat it’s really gone take to fix a broken system
Black youth never found always reported missing
I had a dream young Luther
for the sun to shine my way
Got my boom box, suntan lotion waiting for action
They say when you play with skills, good luck could happen
Let's go
Well I'm doing fine, until you waltz on in
You are the sunrise and the sunset, you are the tingle in my hands
And You are the black, you are
And finally
I'm here standing by the walls, unseen
Vel'Xundussa failed once again, the spies are
Perfect But I am led by scorn and rage The
Spirit of rebellion
the detinate box (box)
Like, people take my life and that's pathetic as Pac's (Pac's)
A waste of the talent, Say my boys is just no where
Placed
enslavement
Fresh out the box our mental has been endangered
Hopping out the trap created by cruel caveman
Injustice and Poli-tricks the Zionist's anonymous
through the peep hole I'm breaking out the box
Doors locked with the night light off
See the light through the peep hole I gotta take off
Doors locked with
I will wait
At the top
For you
Touched in my dreams
By a god
I can't even wait for a god
See you looking up from the bottomless black
Eyes like
laid me on the front lawn
And prayed for Jackie's strength
Feeling old by twenty one
Never thought my day would come
My bridesmaids getting laid
the light
Light cheapening the morning
Light pouring scorn into the streets
Light throwing shadows on the faces passing by
You're looking now but can you see
are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(New Jersey) He bout to go out like Scarface
He woke up in a cardboard box with no space
with Thug
a superficial world
Poor lost souls
Into a black box
Among 1 million microchips
And i feel the warmth of spring
And all the lesser of two evils
Of a world
relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You died tryin'
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