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I'm Not Racist

Joyner Lucas

I'm Not Racist

2017

With all due respect
I don't have pity for you black niggas, that's the way I feel
Screamin' "Black Lives Matter"
All the black guys rather be

the fuck up soon as you cued the track
Been there done that man mics got dismantled
Now I intertwine punchlines saying something substantial
I usually set it

son was trouble
Used to comfort me whenever I was sad and young by giving me a cuddle
Didn't know what to do but your patience became a crucial piece

to go to prison
Soon as they stick him with that conviction
Funny the first one that you pick up
Last one that you listen
And I won't be pissed
I ain't

to go to prison
Soon as they stick him with that conviction
Funny, the first one that you pick up
Last one that you listen
And I won't be pissed
I ain't

when they already had a child
I'm having trouble paying rent it's pretty fucking vile
Arrested adolescence, I'll be here a fucking while
Here's to hoping

got that loving that’s so hard to find
And I just need me a taste I’m moving with haste, rushing straight back to your place
As soon as you open

your girl in the sheets
If I'm famous
I don't even know what I'd do
With all the money in the world what I'll be
If I'm famous
Well fuck it I guess we'll

weren't there for me
When I needed y'all help so I'm done
With y'all peeps y'all can bleed out the mouth
For all I give a fuck y'all can sleep in the ground

she'd be sleeping on the floor
and their young love was not enough to pay the rent

well the bills all came past due, he didn't know what to do
so he sold

soft
I learned every choice I make one day the bill will come
I know that I have free will, but let his will be done
I leaned y’all niggas like rap about

gotta say
You beef with me we can meet (Meat) anytime or place (Yeah) 
Started off with nothing, yeah I must be up to something (True) 
Haters mad that I

and we're done with school, I just finished the 2nd grade
The weathers so nice that you don't need shoes, I'm gonna play in the sun all day

Saturday Morning

done with school
I just finished the 2nd grade
The weathers so nice that you don't need shoes
I'm gonna play in the sun all day
Saturday Morning after

a Vancleef bracelet but don't got a necklace, mind if I be a choker
Get a black truck takin' you home, soon as you get dropped off, it's on
Pullin your hair,

can't love you, so don't be starting
Just an adventure that you embarking
By the morning, like your legs, we'll be parting
Bring your body through that

Just lie
It helps
Wanna be part of the in crowd
Well you're in now
In trouble
In debt
In a hunnid thow
Second mortgage
For a child who lacks

soul, for some weed and some gold
Just to keep, up with the young feeling old
Tryna fit, in Hollywood like a mold
Fuck what niggas done told you 
L.A. can

shit done lead me
You bitches grew up silver spoon, we not the same I grew up messy
And I ain't have a damn thing them dollar bills was hard collectin'

It been a long time but your boy back at it
The streets waiting for it when they see me they be askin
"What's UP with the album" Promise you it's

to see you by the palms, grab you by the palm. It's like yesterday things were so good with you wouldn't be bad to have that again and again and I know you

about it, get in the project when I'm ready
Get it planned by the time when I get this done
I'ma weird ass nigga with a pencil always writing
Something

by the hunnid
I've said it and done it
You know that I run it while everyone else
Say it, then plummit now
Yeah you know I run it now
While the whole

West Memphis Moon

Chuck Prophet

Age of Miracles

2004

He and that peach faced kid by his side"

The trial was over soon as it begun
The truth still buried out there in the mud
Father forgive me, hear what