Lyrics:
a storm to weather
So, before you go
Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?
It kills me how your mind can make you feel so
Pain
I was born a black man
Do everything I can
To make sure I don't offend
Pain
But how am I gonna defend
Myself, when I got the gun from him
But
we're gonna eat you
Make you beg for mercy
Gonna show you we're worse than the dark net
We're fuckin pumpkin heads
Take your urethra and fuck it with
figure
I don't think I'm one to fuck with all you ho..."
Y'all can fill in the blank
But that don't make it so you don't gotta rap at a rapper
That
night
The neon lights, it felt so nice to have you
Have you by my side
The stars are bright, the colorado sky
Makes me wanna see how it's like to kiss you
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
'fore the show ends
I put my pride aside and try to make amends
I no longer sob
Before I fall down
I give 100 tries
You can try and doubt it
I don't cry
a dreamer
Bitch we dem boyz, nigga we the Beatles
1-8-7 No appeal, get it how you live
Before I go broke accountants jump off a bridge
First round draft
Let's go, baby, let's go
Yo
Big paper, skyscrapers
The black Jerry Buss, I can buy the Lakers
Fly everything
Stand on the Bentley and toast
We ain't with that fuckshit
Bazookas at the function
And we keep it tucked bitch
Without no discussion
We ain't with that fuckshit
Bazookas
clip
Do it for a shout out to your nigga in the boonies
I ain't doing anything for the foolies
Thinking they can act so cool-ish
Don't make me get
spin like a broken disc
And boy that water still, pistol like a poke
Dismissal with a toke, let it whistle through the smoke
And we can't talk it out,
into my eyes game as far as you can see
We chasing checks bread by the letter nigga, LMNOP
Fuck they talking bout?
Then the clouds broke apart
Then the sun reappeared
No, it didn't, but it felt like it did in my heart
I wanted to live again
Oh, by the way we lost
listen I ain't trippin'
I been on the road to make a million, a mission
Envision a million motherfuckers wanna make it
How you different? Image
do? She just doesn't know yet
There's no HR, no proper complaints process
She can't afford to make a black dress protest
The world may be changing but
ready to blow
Oh, we can do anything we want
Live it up,
So live it up, live it up, go, oh
And we ain't stopping till we done, live it up oh
So
night, so tight, ready to blow
Oh, we can do anything we want
Live it up,
So live it up, live it up, go, oh
And we ain't stopping till we done, live
nigga
You're too black, you can't handle, you're too strong
Get high, fly, clock, next boost your steel
In '95, we take back Ebbets Field
(Now let's
See I can't get no help whether it's from the black or white
Last thing I wanna do is go back to living this life
Antisocial with my people, I don't
worth it
Used to be my ride or die, she hot like a pot pie
Her heart as black as her lashes
She buy all her pain away I smoke that propane array
We
everything to get back where we were
I got nothing left to loose right now
I got nothing left to give out
It's not that easy just to go by
And make it on my
another color as soon as they make one that's darker than black
We just keep sparking up facts parking them Lacs
Can't sit around and relax
Until we get
it back if we borrow
Become the one that shine so the
Rest of the hood can follow the Streets
To be from the streets it’s a blessing
It’s a blessing
It
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