Lyrics:
From the base motherland
The place of the drum
Invaded by the wack diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big beef
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two
[E.D.I Amin]
I speak
For all my n****z livin` in the rush
Slow it down just a notch baby
It`s goin` be alright, it`s goin` be alright
[2Pac +
of my dreams
Player now listen lotta blacks locked down
But comin' back around in '96
All I gots is my six
My track crew and my mother
Make these police
staring at?
They act like they never seen a mother fucker wearing black
Following a nigga and shit
Ain't this a bitch?
All I wanted was some chips
I
the gangsters, cause I got a lotta love
[ VERSE 2 ]
I got a lotta love, cause you're all my brothers
Red or blue, black's the color
We got a chance, so we can
', goin' (if y'all ain't giving a fuck)
Keep it movin', movin' (like Xzibit ain't giving a fuck,
Keep it goin', goin' (then just throw your hands up)
Keep
to reality
Go by Italy
Take all my niggas with me
Need that fetty on the way
First contract got it out the way
These niggas stay out of date
D2r my kinda
coin toss
Price on your life, I go hard, by all cost
Came from the bottom, found my way to the top
Crop them lames out the frame, I just call that
Black Queen on the throne
Made from the rib but is the backbone
This melanin comes in all tones
Look around and tell me I'm wrong
We got the mindset
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
the greatest of all time
Sick-ass brother, nasty-ass nigga
Pump slugs in your face, and dump that ass in the river
Two tears in a bucket, fuck it Kick the can
the white police another uniform
And yo the black police, the house niggas
They gave you a motherfucking gun, so I guess you figure
You made out, good to go,
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
black, but our heart's made of gold
Fuck doing what you're told
We're going nowhere fast
'Cause we're goin' up, goin' up
Goin' up, goin' up
Goin' up
I guess you figure
you made out, good to go, but you didn't know
They would stick your black ass back in the ghetto, yo
To kill another nigga, catch
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
the wheels to match.
Brickonometry; lets talk math...
Got a fresh 18 if you try payin' half,
And a 17.5 if you brought all the cash.
-[Chorus]-
My black
Too black, too strong
Too black, too strong
Yo, Chuck
These alley trippers are still frontin' on us
Show 'em that we can do this
'Cause we
on stage
Yo what's big words to small change?
Two words as it is (Ball game)
Listen, this nigga got Nick runnin' out with
The mask on and all that, i see
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
and they controlled by the fuckin' money
But, I come from nothin', and for that right reason
I don't give a fuck 'bout goin' back to nothin'
And, it heart
getting real strange
But I'ma keep goin strong
Tryna make a change
I'm tryna make a change
Lately things been on my brain
And I want them M's nigga
I don't
Yea this right here
is goin out to all them girls out there
that did me n south wrong, ya kno?
tell you a lil story its the reason
love, hate,
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