Lyrics:
as described in Charlottesville (Uh-oh)
But I'm not supposed to say that, right?
Cause the last man to say that hates blacks, right?
But I don't know that I'm
after
Not this time
But should I ever be lonely when night falls
And flooded by memories
You'll say suck it up, big boy
Then you're going to say
(oh my God)
Take the photos (click, click)
It's a disaster
Lips blacker than my black slacks, yeah
Heart beating faster than the nascar
Gotta move it
into brown ditches
Easy to forget
You gotta give me head
But now don't give me that look
Hey now I'm not going by that book
The Karma fucking Sutra
I
class black kids for not acting the same
As the lower class black kids they're just not the same
Yeah there are problems with Blacks in America
Now let's
you want me dead so I'm boutta make it come true
Turn this shit to a kamikaze
Punch you in the lip if you're tryna stop
With the team we are dressed
hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being
researchin my identity it gots me goin cuckoo
"I'm the yellow nigga right?
I'm tired of that. I am not passing, I am black!
I was born black, I live black
"What's the problem?"
Y'all motherfuckers won't stop 'em
(Don't do it)
Ever since they got the black powder
You could hear the screams gettin' louder
I'm
by the red, white, and blue
Crispus Attucks, Henry Flipper should be heroes to you
But since they black they get left out of all the books
I don't care what they think about me at all In the first place
Imma get it
Oh God
he doper by the minute
They pretending they don't like and they
fuck yo bitch you know that shit ain't that hard
Oh we got problem hit his head and put em in the back yard
Shoot the color off a nigga I took his black
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
I could borrow a bomb to drop onto Tongeyong
Look, it's Godzilla
This the start of the Kim Jong era
Fire gods are not happy
Sending in the dragons
almost accepted defeat
Now I pop bottles for thrills
Hennessy black In system I'm starting to lean
I hopping this drank not gon spill
In this rap ain't
Just the tip
Sweet Black licorice
Lemon drop
Don't stop
Gon and do it, gon and do it
Sweet sugar
Just the tip
Sweet black licorice
Lemon drop
Don't
a problem, better go to Ariana
Black out these bitches like they coming for Wakanda
Talkin' hot shit, but you built like a Honda
I'll put my hands on a bitch
and gal
Here come Black Stal'
What? Them never know me
So strong, gal
Now, I just wan' get rid of action
Me not gon' rhyme, ya use protection
Soften
hmm, by the way that it rang
Who Macky, that's my day one, B.O.B. until I'm gone
Indica my wood, now I'm in my fuckin' zone
Just leave me alone, AGT all
a crib
We was doin' fine
Talkin bout that money
I was problem child
But they dont know what I been thru
Sometimes I turn in to a fool
I just wanna die too
police brutality
And fuck all the social injustice
If you're still asking - why black lives not all lives
At this point it just is
Mandem we’ve got to step
police brutality
And fuck all the social injustice
If you're still asking - why black lives not all lives
At this point it just is
Mandem we’ve got to step
the gynae
Zakwe hit me like "Let's talk about the rhyming"
Couldn't find the heart to tell him "that's not my vibe scene"
Not when the world need a Marley
before them niggaz ever figured it out
I sent SixXx in with six hit men
Said if ya' not out in ten minutes then send the rest of the clique in
No violence
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