Lyrics:
mimic rock bottom nor the way I lean nah
I'm official white black lines and a whistle
Flow mac nines and a missle these track lines ain't no issue
I'm
I can’t get stole so I gotta keep this pole with me
Pray on my soul niggas is like vultures be
Ain’t jus anybody so be caution when approaching me
Little vulture
Fake old rappers
I've got to insult ya
How else would they promote ya
With no flow composure
I write my own raps
I do my own production
Flow
Inhale the smoke
We're the vultures circling above
Your filthy rotten corpse
We're the demons sent from hell
To kill your Messiah
Worship Satan or die
War
of torment's bell
Grail full of blood
Searching truth from above
Vultures at gates
Freedom of Angel Waste
Black arts descent on the earth
Frost possessed souls
(Gil Scott Heron - "The Vulture")
Standing in the ruins of
Another black man's life
Or flying through the valley seperating day
And night "I am
belong to me
If you stay right here
The dead tree is mine
You're free to be blind
Vulture stands on a side already dead already black, already owned
Hoodie on wit my vest
My block a cold war
We know Diplomats in da trap
Got votes by vultures
I'm a neighborhood hero
Can't go a wall
These niggas
a vulture
Real Niggas Back in Style, Man Listen
Let me speak my conscious I promise to keep it honest
Ima see the top, no parachute or harness
If I ever
We whisper our regrets with lies from their lips
Our black blood drips from their finger tips
We never wanted war
Damn these wretched vultures
These
need to feast
Waste away our lives
As years crumble down
Cannibalize
Flaws of lives encased in black
Fear remains
Fit and ripe to be devoured
Weak
tracks
A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black
My culture, glides and attacks just like a vulture
Ghostface in Madison Square is on your poster
Kill the people for his lord
terror rises by his torture
he Drinks blood for his black power
In the night, vultures flies in the sky of the valley
Pollinate they ear buds
Like you supposed to, spit it for the culture
Pay no attention to the critics and the vultures
They rather have a shot of Belvy
with different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on tha globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
There's a bank
with different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on tha globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
There's a bank
Standing in the ruins of another black man's life
Or flying through the valley separating day and night
"I am death!" cried the vulture for
Standing in the ruins
Of another Black man's life
Or flying through the valley
Separating day and night
"I am death" cried the Vulture
"For
our culture
You take every thing
you're a vulture
Let's work together
Have fun together
Together we be stronger
I'm a black man
and I'm so proud of it
Dumbing down of America
Sound bytes, and fetishing
Black bodies are vanishing
Celebration of ignorance
Social media killin it
Hard to tell how real it is
Black Rabbit we the new Motown
You can't get signed you got no style
We made our way made our own sound
Bitch we the wave you could go drown
Bitch we
dosage
Runnin' with these vultures givin' me ulcers
Which one of these hustlers bringin' the thunder
'Riq Geez not another man takin' us under
Nigga please
the Blao Blao
BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT (braararararaa ttataaaaa)
Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle
Waicking there game on blood
the Blao Blao
BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT (braararararaa ttataaaaa)
Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle
Waicking there game on blood
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