Lyrics:
wasted minutes you all went for a blaze
Time goes by in the wasted days
Make your way around the world and back again and again
What's it like where
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,
island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense
I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With
managed to make it back boy
And I'm out here sharing my black joy, black joy
Branded by my skin; it's my melanin
Showing off my powers like I'm heaven sent
black
All black all black
All black all black
Colonizer fall back
Aye the big homie told me don't make it in the pin
Like we ain't lonely them
raids
to grab it
I done had it with your shit
It was so tragic
Make a hoe disappear quick
Houdini I'm magic
I'm back in the way back
I'm black and on the way
It)
I kill in my black tee
I steal in my black tee
I'm real so I gotta keep it trill in my black tee
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
You can catch me all
jacket with lights in the back of it
Custom made by the kids who sew and makes clothes for Prince and Sisqo
I'm 2004 beyond the average club music
Growing up I was savage shy but still A savage
Watching pac on dvd I told myself I Had to have it
Momma told me to stop but it turnt To a habit
Told
driver...
Like the undertaker certified by the dmv...
Mob scene mob scene all u rappers whack...
The type to rip a condom rapper just to whack it...
I'm wacky
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black
cock flat like a flapjack
Throwing my nuts like god damn bowling balls
Sack look black you can call it Rachel Dolezal
Know that 21 is never tricked by
black men freedom getting took
They don't care what you done
To many Black men cases over looked
Black men it's time to make a change
Black men it's time
rotten fresh will make you sick
You know I never do it by the book
Bang! bang! bang! I, I dress to kill
Bang! bang! bang! I, I aim to thrill
Bang! bang!
y'all)
I didn't ask for this
I didn't ask for this
I didn't ask for me to be black as shit
I didn't ask for this big nose
& big ass lips
I didn't ask for
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black
a cool kid, stupid...
Obsessed with self esteem, the self is teeming
With scars that make us human...
Deuces and bruised hips, as useless as loose lips
poetic genius
My thread of conscious
Handcrafted by the hands of a seamstress
Black atom, my mathematics
Defines quantum physics
This is gold metal rap
I
forget Where we came from
Know it’s locked in from the Motherland
To the black mecca like
Atlanta Georgia for the black kids
When I make it I need me
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
make my raps bigger than life
But not knowing how to market it right
Turned on the radio
Only cat new from the West
Coast was playin' was Bishop
And by
them lips
and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin' about how she fuck by the way she part them lips
and let me look at that tongue, get it?
That girl
TRØN:
Show me what you're made of
Is it fear?
Is it real?
Can you kill?
Can you make love?
What are you afraid of?
Is it me?
Is it them?
Are you
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
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