Lyrics:
PATHETIC YES I SAID IT.
FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for
PATHETIC YES I SAID IT.
FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for
Black, black, black black Black, black, black black black
Black, black, black black Black, black, black black black
I am a man of power, forged in
willing to give,
I bet my soul on black,
Man I'm just trying to live,
Hit me,
What's it worth to you,
You missed the grind by the skin of your teeth,
I eat
The Stranger (Misanthropy)
Words & Music By F. Cantos
This Is Me
The Wicked One
A Man Without His Own Home Land
Everywhere I Found Myself
I’m
the wrath of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff
And a lot of the crews got sprayed and yelled RAID
Like a couple of roaches, as struggle approaches,
the beast like I'm Cavalier
No leisure for stupid shit
I'm shooting to fame and I'm full equipped
Come so far, I'd be a fool to quit
Like Ludacris I move
life great
The only child raised by women, I had to turn ape
The mental of a black man hustle, I move at God's pace
Real life pain what I'm talking,
like the Rams
My hustle came straight from the struggle
So you niggas should know where I stand (You know it)
Never will I beef with no man
But if you
your all, like Mortal Kombat
Standing tall, Latino black pride
Fuck the law, if you ain't by my side
When you fall, you betta bounce back
Bring your all,
Being rich and black means something man
Don't you know that
Were living in different times
When you and i were young kids
I mean there were no
[Intro: sample]
"For in America, black people should never
Be accused of being violent, or applicating violence
In America, when a black man says
won't be televised on the net
So if you're comin', best be comin' with respect
Politically correct
Welcome to the mind of a black man
This world done
You judge a book by its cover
Pussy boy
You don't know me like that
I got no problem wit' gays
I got no problem wit' Jay
You twist the words that I
Intro
Yeahhh
Yeahhh
Yeahh
Yeah
Hook
White Gold, Black Gold
White Gold, Black Gold
Holistic with a vision
Mindful, I just see these commas coming
to God, you know he got us
I said black man, never let them talk you out your strength
I said black man, teach them that your melanin's a gift
I said black
how much we got (we got)
To see how much we got (we got)
I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
trying to get by
Is you dying to live or living to die
Matching the squad or percy the high
Grinding for yours or praying to God
And though I struggle
a bad cop
You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan
That's why Farrakhan formed a Million Man up in Washington
The Hidden Hand even planned this man
Y’all thought you could have a revolution without violence
Y’all wilding
My hammer black and I cock it back proudly
Aiming at your brain
Staying ten
Atlanta: Gateway to the South
Verse 1: Big Gipp
It's a stray man, living in these veins man
Suckin on a piece of sugar pain, chucking chains
Take
cash by the hour
got us on corners
You need that
I got it
days I woke up
Heard my homie got shot at
Blacks getting rich man that just be
the can, they just tuna fish
No money orders from the fam, just get through the shit
Youngins dying nowadays, dressed-up in the ghetto
The struggle all by
forgiveness - Yes, I sinned and I need to be held
and jail ain't no place a black man wanna be killed
Amen
I only pray when shit is fucked up!
I only pray when
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