Lyrics:
the traction
To push off the sky, and send it down crashing
By zipping up flies to fit into email attachments
Suggesting your chip's made of batshit
Compressing
Grab a hold of yourself, open your eyes
Get wise to the exercise
Being taught by the teacher that's most dominant
You need knowledge?
Well I'm
an ass
Of implication and innuendo
That, if she may
She made asses safe for the white folks at
Home in a way they never had been
Before who knew that just
man hustlas
I hold bank dough, dough 6-5-4
While you ho talk that, look for a walk dough
Petty crime niggas
Petty time niggas
Sold petty drugs came up
a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white
blue hunnids sing (Offset!)
I make them blue hunnids talk (talk to me)
Pinky ring white, look like chalk (white)
I got your bitch, I just bought
just you and belaa, risin' into the clear
Blue, who knew eyes could see so far from up here
Tote, skimmin' the green heads of tree tops under god knows
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
(Bongo, turn it up)
Sweet dreams, yeah
I was gettin' head, bae
I'm comin' bad to you, baby (Bongo by the way)
Come get this inner peace (sweet
Slained by the hands of the blacks
[ Big Daddy Kane ]
Ooh, the topic of brothers gettin scared
But who can relate it, debate it, eliminate it or escape
I got Harry Kane.
I do this shit everyday
I'm putting p in the safe
What's that trash on your wrist.
What's the day what's the date
You know
your face up on the ground
Came for your cash nigga
Put it in the bag nigga
I ain’t come to do no talkin’
Load it up or I’m offin’
Yellow tape, white
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you're
white Sasson
She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind
So I said to myself, its time for me to release
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
got them Straps
Counting so much that I got good at math
I Made it through hell and came out no scratch
That's facts
Never gone switch up on fam
We
him die slim from the yoga flame
The mask black but it bleed like I'm hittin Kane
Phone booth rap,I'm with my bitch fussin in the rain
Drug dealers
Come the applause, thank you
I love that you feelin' this like withdraws
Aim to do more than just please, more like to ease
Painful everyday like
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
like black was the thing to be
Until Big Daddy Kane I was so glad he came
Made me feel good about bein black again cause
We was at the bottom
serving hand-to-hand rocks, nigga
Kane train, came by the trap
If I fall off, I could do the same thing
Rap game, face all over these magazines
I
My mama's on the shit
My daddy splitting
Mom's steady blaming me
Is it my fault just because i'm a young black male
The feds swept me as if kane
And that's life
An education
Wooden leather buck talk
China white with cut talk
Kane train, a ho could never put me in a Slut Walk
Education,
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