Lyrics:
INTRO: Badda badda ay yo rest in peace George Floyd and all of my brothers and sisters that's been taken by this racist system, This is the last
from ghetto uprisings
Young 9 oh saw his mama willie lynching/ putting the effimnate black man in me/ so unholy
These niggas as bad as these honkies/ I
Meanwhile got my whole life passing by
My family ain't even mad, they just asking why
I ain't even see my sister in her cap and gown
And I ain't even see my
men mourning descended
Came from a slave
They fear the sight him
Shadow of men the end survival is slim
Live by the sword die by the sword
Remember
at your family functions
Girl I'm coming over
Black tax no tie at your sister's wedding
Should be you and I here
Vouching on our lives yeah
Giving you
the club, but can we brag now? Now Black lives just had to die to get a flag down And my rap is up the map in southside Atlanta Was just a cell ? 50 years
The Keys of hell and of Death
He has taken over the Keys
He Lives, He Lives
He was Dead and Now He Lives
He Lives, He Lives
He has the Keys to Hell
since I was 16
Came to my senses
I'm African-American, I'm African
I'm black as the moon
Heritage of a small village
Pardon my residence
Came from
live by the motto grind or die collectives
Yea that shit monumental
I ain't their so I'm still onda grind
All that shit ain't Coincidental
Shawty digging
Daily unaamka na asante eyes on the price
Hata kaa hio gold unajua haudeserve
Man shall not live on bread alone na story mingi za home
Sometimes I
by
Now I realize, that Life is uncertain
You come and then you go
I need to prepare, for Eternity
I gotta' live right, I gotta' live for Christ
I
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
huh)
Do It all no plan b (No plan b)
Do it all no plan b (No plan b)
Get the bag that’s a major key
Major key is when you got the bag
Black man with
inside each other, that’s the key
And we are all different colors, but we are sisters and brothers
Let’s learn to live with each other right now
And No
she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Handcuffed
make it
If you get your chance well you damn
Better go ahead and take it
You only get one life to live
Everyday feel like its racing
Its tough for black
My Sister is a Butcher
And she is pretty calm
Lives like a macabre Jim Henson
Wants to die like John Lennon
Has an eye for foreign bodies
Calories
the cops to keep 'em blind
So we can grind with peace of mind
Turn the key and shine without being dimed
Time to expand, New York to Chicago, Colorado
Black Lives Matter but really it's Black dough
Hold our Black money til our lives matter mo
Cause cream is the theme in the world today
Anything for
It's a dirty world but it still spin
You can't do nothing about it but try to live in it
It's a cold world
Surrounded by lies but it's time for
past was
We gotta pass, the real is we gotta live here and make it pass
Black boy lost, became a black boy family
In the middle of a cesspool, pass it
don't wanna be here no more
Brother, sister pack your bags cause here don't feel like home
Black lives matter anyone can chant that
Anyone can put it
Growing up
I had a dream to go overseas
Moved in with my sister
I was only thirteen
Rapping in the mirror
My own nominee
Join the coco business
I had
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