Lyrics:
with Oprah
When I missed the dap I ain't mean to insult her
Black Caesar, ey o amo roma
Tuto biene vino rosa
My dominican girl she loves soca
Take
to his shit
Because you know it's a struggle
For every young black man
4 Tay, you know how it is, only God can judge
I ain't trying to make you
Feel all
phone
I can't wait till I get it all black owned
Big lips
Fat ass
All real, no cap
Stay trill, that's facts
Black kids, follow yo black dreams
Big things,
suffering
Who never had shit and ain't got nothing
But more struggling, it makes you wanna run up in the motherfuckin'
Hot zone for a piece of the cake back
I
gold mine
Niggas takin’ shots at me
I send ‘em back, I tell ‘em hold mine
Now touchdown, goal line
Y'all ain’t killing shit
Yeah, y’all ain’t killing
that's why they don't back me
I ain't tryin to make nobody happy
I'm from the streets so I kick it for the ghetto
I can't talk about shit I don't know
A desert eagle and a black mack 10
They'll never know what happened
When we come through them cowards don't want none
They screaming at they murderer's
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
straight at your head
Niggas doubt me
Tell em' they better count me in
Like Dracula
Packing a black mack in the back of a magnum
You rappers is gon' go
Now I'm overcome
By the light of day
My lips are near, but my heart is far away
Tell me what to say
I'll be your mouthpiece!
Into the light
hitting him in the back
Dead, who gives a damn cause when you gone
Ain't no coming back to my homies that dead and gone 2 stones
Label me a thug like
hitting him in the back
Dead, who gives a damn cause when you gone
Ain't no coming back to my homies that dead and gone 2 stones
Label me a thug like
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
times three
Gotta change my sheets cause your girl got too excited by the sight of me
Now she wanna make a DVD
Wait, no cap I ain't got time for that
to stay alive.
No one can say, no one knows for sure
Just who will survive a nuclear attack.
You ain't never coming back, no
From a nuclear attack.
into the back of my eyes.
She said: "You've done your baby wrong and you know you're gonna die tonight."
Now, the villagers are coming with
the spotlight back, you should thank me no?
I'm coming up though my furs still on the flow
All my stones flawless you see me glow
Now here's what'll probably
At lunchbreak we were fighting on the phone
This evening i bought back dvds
But im alone with the tv
Verse 1:
First thing this morning your head was on my chest
gravity back
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like
and best believe every nigga I'm with got a sit
They try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the public
You young, black, then
must be a dyke
Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't
like Harriet Tubman
Looked out the window by the black bed
I saw the pigs and the four on a flatbed
Then the light from the bird hit me in the face
introspection
You ain't Goldie, you Nas, and my heart ain't cold as it was
And I go through multiple love triangles over and over enough
I talk to my boxing
her name on my arm and the rain coming down
I kissed her like it was the first time
I took her down to the railroad tracks, and her red,red lips
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