Lyrics:
hot now, listen up
Don't you know cops' whole purpose is to lock us down?
An' throw away the key, but without this drug shit
Your kids ain't got no way
us all
Like she's scanning us for infection
I can't help but imagine her
Teeth are sharp and pointy
She gestures for us to sit
And in one sweeping
needs a like when homegirl likes us
Remind us imma stickup kid stick you up quick for the right prof yh the right prof
You ain't gotta give but I'll be
a
Child what is
Moral and immoral, right and wrong
We first and foremost can
Establish what the laws that govern
Us are you can
Always escape hell by not
That's why my skin ebony
And God called it heavenly
Yeah God called us angels
Black kids feeling hopeless
There is an omen
When the rainbows high
Peace be
to drown us out
Words they get away and leave me feeling like I'm shrouded in doubt
I'm hoping there's a book I might find that could fix me in a couple
thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had
thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had
over Kenny head no matter what I say
I know you like to keep it short, so let me paraphrase
Knew it was smoke when Abel hit us with the serenade
Nigga
me for all my sinnin'
I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin'
My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions
By the time he 18, he on his own
you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"
But you keep, tellin' us, that it is
While your motherfuckin' troops keep killin' our kids, dig
Don't be surprised if you see us
Dumpin' with nuttin'
punished we fuckin' bitches by the 100's
Why me? want to fight me? Try me
Why these people don't know me don't like me
Society, they want to see me dead I
You don't say
You don't say much
You don't say that much
And I love kids jumping on my lap
Speaking like you got two mouths
Half a brain for each
rag drop, and the west had it locked
Everybody doing 'em, I'm still scratchin on the block
Like "damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
and tie like a chain and a straitjacket
My chain heavy, stop in that traffic, coppers harass us
Then DA attack us, want us in chains like B.A. Baracus
So no
Your clothes all torn and your face is dirty
Eighteen years old lookin' like you're thirty, ha ha ha ha ha ha
Yo listen, listen, Kid can we say,
Like kids in the summer time
Life passes us by
Like kids in the summer time
Life passes us by
Like kids in the summer time
We stay outside
Like
the life that we live for us
Get rid of the life that we live for us
Multiply by trust, divide by trust
It equals love, equals love
You're part of the math
niggaz built your rhyme from my sess tree
Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than a dobo
Stay militant kid, push it like bolo
You fucking idiot, playing
would
Look at us now
We ain't even halfway there but God done bless the crown
(Like Uh)
(Heard they lookin' for me)
I heard they lookin' for the kid now
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
Slaving to act like, you know, I wake up like this. And none of us do, you know, none of us do. None of us do. And reality is good 'cause that means
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