Lyrics:
bloomer gat you niggas schizophrenic
Mentally I'm iron steel stark left a protege acknowledge all this prophecy of gun bars Philosophies
Embody all this
Two strikes, two pillars,
You better anchor down to be anchored up
Two Strikes
But I refuse to call the fight
Even in the darkest night
I know my
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
Play a record by my favorite band
Jump up enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody everybody
standing, heavy with the cannon
Come through on a bike, with a bulletproof, prancin'
Leave you in your pearl, put you on the porch, dancin'
And leave your
the sun
This shit for fun
Don't got a gun
Don't want the ones
Don't want the smoke
I just wanna smoke
In the studio
Where the fuckin bro
Ion even know
Cold
kid, I'm goin' all out
Life's a bitch, fuck it, got a gun, bust it
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don't try
me
I was young Jim went in one and out one
Cause even though he's goat he was always outdone
How I'm supposed to stay inspired by the top gun
When
Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a gun
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and run
And I been had
at Hurricane Dorian
Blowing missiles back to the word of vainglorious
You sissy
Nigga, this is for us by us
Why you put yours up? I put up my cup
Survivors
EL-P Speaking:
Is there anyone close.. by.. who can listen to this?
And who can see it.. plain as day
Look how it FALLS down
Falls down upon
Awesome
Like Andre Dawson
Hold your applaud and
Put yo gun on safety for Martin
A million Cultures
Come together
It won’t be no marching
My momma taught
I put my hands up
So, you should put your guns down
You search my pockets for an object
Not a single gun found
I know what happens now
I’m
to win my heart by using trickery
I'll never put my trust in love again
The same thing might happen in the end
(I've been double crossed
by double
Welcome to hip-hop culture
We stay hot like Tulsa
Knowledge Reigns Supreme, followed by a number one
These rappers they do run run
Lyrically they
Because the culture put em' on
When they copy I just got to laugh
You can't Xerox this flow it won't last
Call me Shaq Diesel I'm breaking the glass
Set all
Oh, pull out the big guns
Oh, and put your freakum dress on
Soon as he saw me
Turned on by how the dress was fittin' right
Short and backless
Oh, pull out the big guns
Oh, and put your freakum dress on
Soon as he saw me
Turned on by how the dress was fittin' right
Short and backless
It's goin' down. Yo the girl got a gun,
Best run. Because she's quick to flip and empty out the clip,
And make a man understand where she's comin'
in the trash since day 1 we've been fighting cases
Moms fear everyday and I was raised by a strong woman
They'll put me in a grave sudden moves they
the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada
and throwing us into Mississippi rivers like Emmett Till
We are being shot down by our own law enforcement
We are being labeled mentally ill
And it runs deep
what violence is all about
And this Dr. Dre beat done brought it the fuck out
Run in your house and put a gun in your mouth
And blow your brains
are you down to ride
Are you down to ride
Protestin for the culture black lives matter
Its a factor the cops subtract my people
This nation isn't equal
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