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No rats in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my slacks
Counting singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus with it
hearing me talk
They don't like my pants sagging
When they seeing me walk
Too white for the blacks
Too black for the white kids
Assuming I ain't black
They
nice, I do all the damage
Make our first night and give me a bandage
I'm the last man hiding in a hedge
'Cause I quite like to live
Life right
hustle to be seen, every day that i live, every thing I've seen, every dream I've dreamed, inspired by a thing.
Being Black is a miracle, Were never
to infinity
Levels season
Man try take the piss like I ain't made for this
If they ain't rating this they're disabled
This ain't no Black Lives Matter
But
Hearin' you out is senseless, perhaps for instance
I give this faggot a french kiss
Black gloves, no prints, dark tints
Word on the street they ain't
Hearin' you out is senseless, perhaps for instance
I give this faggot a french kiss
Black gloves, no prints, dark tints
Word on the street they ain't
live his dreams out
While you're sitting in a Civic
With an empty account
If you don't know by now, I'm the realest
Representing F-L-A to the fullest
got money, ain't got time
Fuck it, just say this shit
You and me
Gon' live together in this perfect harmony (I hear 'em callin')
I can hear 'em
kick ur sand castle down like i live on the beach throw my darts in the crowd thats a old bombing speach knock u out like u stole something put u ina
I'm sorry momma I been hiding it but trapping in my blood
A quarter brick I just put on the counter
Know you heard a thud
I ain't even get no heads
the lives that I touch
Their value is quantified by the lies that they told
It's had to up hold the fallacies
Niggas living in fantasies
Calculating my steps
brings me closer to my knees
I'm falling apart piece by piece
It's time to get up
Hold on, don't look back
Fear not, as your world goes black
It's time
Black Lives Matter, Black Lives Matter
Well let's get to talking address that chatter
The picture's confusing with all this paint
Should I pray with
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
It's time to make our stand
They're going to treat us equal
Black Lives Matter
So this one is for all my people
It's time to make our stand
They're
It's time to make our stand
They're going to treat us equal
Black Lives Matter
So this one is for all my people
It's time to make our stand
They're
to live"
Content is optional if production flaming the beat
So I decided to put a bunch of food on the heat
I ain't got time to tryna bе someone elsе whicho
this shit is payback
You can't live his life, you know this shit ain't affordable
They listen to my songs, they say this shit unbearable
I'm only going
like you don't know
You can find me I ain't hiding
Come and try me still you run your mouth like you don't know
It's about high time that ya'll recognize
couldn't get work on Labor Day
It ain't that black and white, it has an area the shade of gray
I'm Westside anyway, even if I left today and stayed away
really seem
And I ain't actin' on the scene, nigga's scream
The actions ain't screened, just well-schemed
I'm tryna' have wealth for my well-being
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Talkin’ & Plottin’ (What)
Public Enemy #1, I Feel Like Bin Laden (P.E. #1)
But You Know I’m Ain’t Hiding (Naw) Cause In The Streets I’m Riding
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and guns bring funds for the wicked ones
Not being a bum chum living by dumb dumb
Mind never shallow, pride never swallow
Live by the hollow, lead never
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