Lyrics:
gone smokin delight the body
Right what the party like are you as live as I
Come roll with me so we can ride the sky but only if you let me play
With
achieved it, mama
I turned these hatin' ass people to believers, mama (sometimes, I)
A Black boy born to a teen mama, mama
Disregarded as a leader by his
Black Lives Matter, Black Lives Matter
Well let's get to talking address that chatter
The picture's confusing with all this paint
Should I pray with
killas coming trough with bubble ups to pick up double ups
And put him in that muthafuckin long black hearse
I mean, once you gone nigga you layin in
trying to do right
And why would they wanna, wish death on my life
[Hook - 2x]
[Yukon]
They say life ain't fair, but you live it to us all gone
Go
the Dead, to succumb to fate
Bring Back the Dead, that's what I hate
Bring Back the Dead
Now you're gone but I want to know what should be done
Bring Back
Holding these signs 'bout black lives
I feel you bro
You fetishizing my niggas
So I don’t feel you though
Forget about it
You just out 'ere clowning
Don’t
I'm gonna call in a day, the company's gone and I'm all alone
All by myself and I'm meeting you, baby, yeah
Inside my mind now I realized shadows
leaving without it
I don't feel human I got a dead mans chest got my heart locked in it
I can't find the key only the heart in the chest n the key locked
infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin'' ta live it
Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz
existence in this cosmic fight
Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law
Giant Ratmen with swords made out
wrongs don't make a right
I know am black don't treat me bad because you are white
We all equal, we all breath, we all live
I also feel pain, you hurt me
Blackness creeps along your trains of thoughts
Now see your dead and gone
I know I know I'm sorry mom
Sabotaged on everyone
Sabotaged on everyone
Oh no what's
put on
Live all your days like it's your last 'cause in a blink you could be gone
You rather love or want respect? Showin' that love'll get you harmed
Grind, time-uhh, dope game been gone it's either
White collared crime or uhh, clickin da bones
How can I make some sort of dividends
How can I get my
George still dead, Breonna still gone (gone)
Ahmaud Arbery, nah he never made it home
Forty million unemployed, what the fuck is goin' on?
Let's burn
that my heartbeats gone, uh!
If you talk the talk, learn to walk the walk
That's a rule that you live and die by
That's the rule I lived and died
Tell me now would you still ride with me
Would you still roll side by side with me
If i lost the plot and went all nuts tell me now
Would you still
live for this
When I was gone I had observed some people just live for them
Some people live to sin
Some people above the rim
But I'm so by myself I
They want me to keep rapping that ain't paying bills
They want me to quit trapping but that's how I live
Lil brother want the nigga dead he know I'll
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
black truck
It could be you, it could be her
But in the end everybody gets did up
Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James
I still question God
the rock
Big G on tha block
Got the keys to locks
In the burbs in tha ghetto
Shepard told me dead the herd to the meadows
He took the blame and the shame
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