Lyrics:
that ass
[Drayz]
Chiggedy-check the one two-er, bringing it from the sewer to the land
Cross the burning sand, biggedy-back to business with my
her back
I drip in that Rick, bitch, I came in all black
You can't play with this shit
Yeah, I'm takin' your bitch
I'm not bringing her back
Let's go
take it back with the rhythm and blues
With my rap pack I'll be singing the news
Trying to act like Jack Black when I bring 'em to school
I'll make
you got me fucked
Been all caught up we just killing time
Still divine, feeling fine
Take a break sit back don't kill the vibe
Feel the vibe it's so
I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys
Bringing me down, I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by, the buses and semis
Plunging like stones from
pen and paper then the rhymes is not
Mind held down well so you can't touch it
When i discharge fools pray for peace
Beats all on my back it's just like
the static I muted
Run away for the day forget the distance
When I'm coming back I'm bringing some assistance
Zebra course black and white coexistence
It aint
eyed girl, I turned my back on you, now it's lonely
All I'm thinkin' about is you, babe
All I'm thinkin' about is you
All I'm thinkin' about is
to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music
I'm attached to it
In many ways this city raised me and gave me
The drama, honor,
Damn back again up on track again
? 'round the bend
Some of y'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set out of sight out of mind
before I play my tracks
The fact that I rap and I’m black
Im not helping any stereotypes get pushed back And no I ain't got no mixtape
Sorry for
[Featuring Slick Rick]
Uhh Once upon a time let's see if I remember
Back in January
Nah chill.....it was December
True...cuz
till the end of days
Riding through the 6-1-5, find me bumping screwed up Trae
Taking the thang by storm, show what it means to reign
Those tryna rain
and the whole potato sack
Black Drop got the joint packed front to back what
We ain't bout to fold there'll be none of that
It's food for your soul you'll keep
it begins
To rain torrentially and it sounds like someone has emptied about a million packets of
Dried peas on top of the roof of the bus. 'what if it
[Chuck D]
Damn back again up on track again
Some of why'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set
Out of sight out of mind
Hyprocites
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
Bringing me down
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by
The buses and semis
Plunging like stones from
get hit in the teeth
My girl’ll leave your girl like a black eyed pea
Moving faster than me? Im like crack in the streets
Ultra instinct like im Goku
a feeling I'm getting the bag
I got a feeling like Black Eyed Peas
They hating they life they look like why me
My life is crazy I feel like YG
I got a feeling
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