Lyrics:
Let me tell y’all what this must be
A couple keys wrapped under
The Christmas tree
A few pan handling, black Mandarins
One off a Candler
the only key for it (And I got the only for it)
Yeah, I got the only key for it (Aye)
Token Black, niggas didn't know me before it
If my man can't eat, we
your own alphabet with all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all them keys
Yeah we live for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his court
four keys
Won't catch us lack
We run it right back
That was dope!
Yo, legend, what's good, legend, what's going on?
Yo, we gotta do the intro over and all that, right? Ice H2O
Aight, keep all that, keep all that
Like a screen pass
The straps hang off of the arm
Like it's a lean bag and I can box
This right hand'll lean Cass'
I take him back to the early 2000's
all the gold
My heart been broke so many times, I ain't even recognize it. We flying by with the top down, I see the pain right in your eyes
I see
run the place
Took my girl stereo, CD, plus the tape
Brooke star, don't wet that, fucked her face lets stuff the place
Jet back to Santa Cruz,
had to work because we had no shield
Our black backs they did flay with whips, blood mingling with the soil
As we labored enriched them, a long
And let me get my tears
And let me get my tears
Uh
I been on the run from this agony
Steady searching, tryna find the right keys
To drive this misery right
Doing what they love when they never ever say die
Hate it or love it
Bad people bad energy
Ain't in your budget, black Beatles bank Treasury
Live it
the first reality
We should live by
Not judgin from what's on the inside
You hate us for the color of our skin?
Why?
What will it take for you to see?
We're
ha d-Black
Davido one time
Jam of life come carry go
You know, you gotta bring this track back
Right heh heh
Talking greatness
Where the cards we dealt are aces
Just by getting back ta basics
The theory ancient
"So what chu wanna do"
Run the game
Asics
"And what
a Mickey Ds
It’s a Sunday morning under the Georgia sun
A black man named Ahmaud goes on a run
This run will be assaulted by two blasts of a gun
Running
I'ma get my quarterback backpack got a Mac
Hardaway throwback, pinstripe, all black
Iraq, I attack, everyday, come back
Tony Parker, Rondo, two nines,
NIGHT GOAT:
She was my way da bed and i could run my teeth.
It's more like hundred mile nol and know mor men but you can make my teeth growl.
[Run-D.M.C.]
Inconceivable, unbelievable
Grammar like a hammer information receivable
Sent by the Lord, here and abroad
With words well adored
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
say I'm the problem, man you gotta have some nerve
We live attached, connected by a wall that splits the rooms
Don't save the best for the end, it's
peeps and never falling back
Baby
You wish you were Black
Goddamn right I've always been that
Black Don't Crack
Salute to the goonz
Bring the weed
Where
But its Black lives blood splattered being shown on the news
By the cops who took an oath to protect that’s true
They violated that trust and they’re
black like incarceration, no matter you wrong or right
Black like the coldest heart, divide us like Noah’s arc
they took us way from our land, put
black like incarceration, no matter you wrong or right
Black like the coldest heart, divide us like Noah’s arc
they took us way from our land, put
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