Lyrics:
You want to know where I have been
Just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still
man's world (no doubt)
(All my ghetto motherfuckers be proud to be black and be proud)
All my little black seeds, born black in this white man's world
who did.
Many centuries ago, St Augustine - the saint of my church - wrote that a people was a multitude defined by the common objects of their love
I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumping it on
White America
I could be one of your kids
White America
Little Eric looks
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
could start jus by a great school
They whitened all the history
Taught to us in grade school
Maybe I'm jus tripping but it's feeling like they made
on my own (did dirt all on my own)
Ridin' deep with all my killas, and I'll still be vlone (I'll still be vlone)
Yeah we got great white from the ave,
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
and it's like our lives joined together in time
Soulmates, got souls to hate?
Passionate rhymes with no debate
Take after take, great after great
Mistaken
a bunch of junk that never took off
Maybe it's for the best
My pops said it best
He said it's blending in with all the rest
Time moves by and my corpse will
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
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
Jays to control a sound
But D-Nice, you're gonna make the party live
[D-Nice]
Bust it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
little mothafucka no no, no no, no no, no no
Ya nigga, ya cracka, ya white boy, ya black mothafucka
No no!
And he said fuck that
He said peace, love
it's my fate
So we're grindin' great
You ain't left the booth in time
Fam stay on your grind
But you aint been home in days
Been inside the booth all
a five-minute gender-studies symposium
But Nicki shakes her head: "All it says is
'My anaconda don't' " Why are we
Talking about asses? she seems to
Be saying
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Tool on my
Screaming, "where is my husband?"
Great White fire
Great White fire
Great White fire
Great White fire
Bodies on bodies
As they try to flee
Screaming "get off
the bomb willing to explode with other people around
In my own perfect world I'd have a global empire
The reality is I am evil inspired
By the root of it all
me
Wowie is for real
His highness Let me live
There's levels in this life
My hustle is no struggle
Let us love and share
Arise be great eh
Black Lives
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