Lyrics:
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
fingers through my hair
Redbones to black bones, dark bones to redbones
Skinny girls come a dime a dozen
But I play hoes like Plenty Lenny 'cause I get
Always gotta worry bout a black man
We was piss po'
Used to pull kick doors just to get dough
Pistol whip hos till we split domes
Bitch niggas talk shit
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
outta that noose, ho
With the truth glow, shinin' like new money, I got the juice, ho, so
You gon' have to pick sides or divide up into tribes
Not by
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
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
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
Blue jeans, check! Black T, check!
Record my raps on a cassette tape deck
Wearin' no sweats cause Nike owns Chucks
Three rows of studs cause hoes
Wait hold up, kill it
Motherfuckers always trying to guard me
I just wanna know if they ripping my routes off
You a lil boy, I can tell by the big
wrist, look like a package of piss
Looked like they pissed, in a ice cube tray
Put it in the freezer, so by the next day
They could put it on my wrist,
a dream but
I never get no sleep
Up all night getting higher
Then the nose bleed
Swear I was raised by a beast like Mogli
Came from the bottom, rats
Passin' niggas with pants saggin'
With they hand on a black Magnum
To clap him backwards
So their last words is, "Kcuf meht nmad saggin"
That's
rap to a beat, I just go with the flow
My favourite snack is a beautiful girl
My second favourite are ho hos
When she spreads out her wings and begins
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
I bet ya violent click
Talkin' all that lip
When you was wit' my click an get shit
Head split an ass kicked in
Chin shattered
An nobody could
buck buck up bitch
And let me black that eye
Ho you fin' to kiss them teeth goodbye
Now if you're down act like it bitch
Step in that grass
I'm fin'
dick
Spread your lips, get off my dick
Party’s packed, party’s packed
Let me get a part of that
Black clover up in this bitch
And no, he don’t know how
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
by day (takin' it day by day)
Livin' any way I choose (livin' any way I choose)
Oh, you heard that I'm a rolling stone? (Heard that I'm a rolling
to the waterfall
I got swallowed by the undertow
I twist, I turn, but I know there's only one way out of this
So honey if you're listening
Press your lip
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