Lyrics:
Black Panther
Call me t'challa
King warrior and a scholar
Vibranium no problem
By the truckload we got em
I got way more than a dollar
Trynna be
Black eyed man he took the blame
For the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
war poetry
This some raw poetry
(I say you rise from the dirt)
(I say you rise from the dirt)
B slash W that's another example for you
A black man
with blood I didn't know I got hit but there's no
Time to stop no time to explain man I'm in too deep with this everyday
Ghetto pain
Black men are
GBTA
Black empowerment
That’s what we aimin’ at
Need a game plan
Study THE MAN
Reverse engineer
Get your ass in gear
It’s by any means
Identify your team
This is for all my Black Kingz
Just know I see you
I'm having dreams like Correta's man
Lord just let us settle in
We done been through hell
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
Started from the bottom ya we started of with scraps
If I had no father by now I'll b selling crack
Just Yung black nigga tryna get the racks
Gud
Couple skengman, then showerman here
Shower man down in my shower man gear, yeah
Talk about me you better hashtag problem
Adidas creps, don't ask where
falling from the sky to see my calling
I'm not crawling, I'm a free man like Morgan
Seeing man hood in the hood is a damn good bargain
If a black man
opportunities
Better education and better funded communities
Cop kills a black man he’s gifted with immunity
Black man kills a cop they’ll praise him in his
Better drop your mic and get to steppin
Before you're face to face with a black Smith-and-Wessun
Chorus: repeat 4X
Load the clip, bust lead
Yo, I been about since 4 in the morning
Same old shit, them man they’re just talking
Man just flow too lazy they bore me
Still tryna get me the crib
Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true
Lazy eyeball, small feet, six shoe
Caramel complexion,
Temple curls was done by Billie Jeans
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true
Lazy eyeball, small feet, six shoe
Caramel complexion,
black man God gave the gift you could get the message.
If you win once it's impressive if you win twice you invested
Been through a hell of a year
Been
you better not be wack
Boy you gots to be black
Get this bitch mixed by Mac
I ain’t mixed bitch I’m black
Super saucy and yo shit sound Wack
Boy you
behave
I tell a man behave
I tell a man behave
I come to ya ends in a black whip
Blacked out whip jet black tip
Skrr on a opp den we nap him
Man move gully
I’m bodyin’ all of ‘em!
Been wit’ the shit whenever
You switched ya clique to better, your stock
Then switched your feathers
Ain’t that prove you was
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
me forget about the color I might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered by the blood of the King
I don't do black
thing from the hood
Issa hood nigga in his feels they call that musical drama
Swear you was better off
I wanna sensitive man
Man that nigga is soft (that
Anyting test man, mi clean fi mi gun
Anyting test man, mi clean fi mi gun
Anyting test man, mi clean fi mi gun
Anyting test man, mi clean fi mi
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