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controlling their food,
Or Stalin or Lenin or Mussolini was brainwashing and teaching the youth.
Between me and you,
I wish we didn't have guns, but we live in
coming
All I all Iwanna do is be a boss
I just wanna have enough so I can go and fuck it off
All black with the window tint
Music louder than the weed
you
Slave owners in Britain shrouded in mystery
We bring it up they say we’re stuck in the past
Then tell me why you keep erasing our history?
You make
the way the system works the black man can get the purchase
Drop the family, it neutralizes many
Like wards of the state, doin' one to ten in Dan Amora
a normal mortal and I son that
Make a father wish he had his son back
Black force energy, my tyranny is synergy
Your sympathy is killin' me
It's time to take
to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
Black vision it be so bright
You can only see the stars at night
In darkness I see starlight
In darkness I see starlight
I remember when we used
got the black mask and I'm 'bout it
You know I can't leave the crib without it
A lot of people say they doubt me
You best believe my niggas 'bout it
game and all that, i wouldn't be
Able to remember his name, from a
Misdiagnosis what we need is, we
Can empower the pharmaceuticals and make
More money
black
(Black [x13], everything is black)
(Black [x12], you can't see me)
So this light's out
Like a lighthouse
In the daytime
Make it lay down
Make it go
who should die
We’re all equal, but only you can save a life
This is a letter to whoever needs it
I’m not black but this conversation has a meaning
We
'cause we been in the Sun
And they really don't wanna see me winnin' for nothin'
But I can spit like this forever; it's a synonym comin'
They wanna ask me
the game where you guess if inventions were made by Black.
We are here with our guest Ms. K. cre you ready to play
I am ready, as the kids say.. No Cap
Ok,
supposed to we would be so lethal
It's about my culture my drip my swag
In a minute they gone see
Black mags and black rags
We unite they get mad can
out there alright
It's quite the fright of a black father
White dads can't imagine this reality
Will my son be the next one
To become the victim
a sense of it and look away
Can you get vomit out of suede?
You cant over die, you cant over dry
Then the opposite would have to be right
A date is a job
Black king
Now own it
Honor courage commitment
I’m humble with my position
You can take the culture away
But can’t take it up out of me
You hate to see
gold
Ma Story is untold
Black is not old
Black is not cold
Hard to unfold
We made by GOD
We never too bored
Fashion so sold
Tuseme kwanza Black color
like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like,
life, live it
Proud to be black, young and gifted
Lifted by the knowledge and
Taking the right route
Gang violence needs to be wiped out
A-L-M-IG-H Ty
tells the epic?
Born leaders and so genius the black power
Black panthers we're not cowards we're black power
Black standards is what matters for black
cuttin' classes, ridin' Cutlass Classics
The streets we mastered, in BAs and AKs
Ain't make it to the NBA but we ball like everyday, aye
Word to Trayvon
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through Hell
Gotta make it to Heaven, gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
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