Lyrics:
Jordan's light gray
And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go
Our history, black history, no president ever did shit for me
Had
Road Runna
Yeah
I can tell by how you walk that you ain't got no gun
You don't wanna war wit us, my youngins shoot for fun
Pocket full of bands,
And Its black lives matter
Til you find out
Who funds it
Sounds like some fun shit
Just being facetious
Allow me add on
Well done
Council of Chalcedon
After
Don’t Shoot
Ho Ho
Don’t shoot
These racist cops have got to go
(Black Lives Matter)
No Justice
No Peace
No Justice
No Peace
I’m chasing this dream
While
it's only right I jack your car keys and run
Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns
For fun, when I'm drunk
I'll run a truck through the weed
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
the master key to open all the doors you desire
I’m from a world of jealousy, hatred black to black
They only love you when you gone dead
Destiny awaits don’t
million of them
Get stripes and medals
Generals conduct the great death symphony
Played in the key of hate
By musicians with no rhythm
But offbeat killing
. No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
Brand new car push start no key
get paid for my time ain't nothing here free
Man she wanna get drunk a lil bit, lil bit
Man she wanna have fun a lil bit
on freeway
Don't be my delay
I need I key way
No I need a segway
You still tripping on my last flow
Tie your shoes cause now I'm giving you a full show
Still
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Raymond Scott with a 1712 slaves mentality, that want to keep us divided by color from Eminem
Marshall is no color, he is Eminem
Oh, we got no time
Raymond Scott with a 1712 slaves mentality, that want to keep us divided by color from Eminem
Marshall is no color, he is Eminem
Oh, we got no time
Black suit when I murder nigga my kill's nice
Black suit when I murder nigga my kill's nice
I no longer practice make it happen with no hesitation, I just
rip when I feel blue
Waters coming through the window
Deadly shards piercing the black
By you now you know
There is no turning back
Towel drenched from
teargassing crowds and they do it for fun
I need more oxygen pumped in my lungs
Hard to catch breath when you stay on the run
Give me one good reason, no I
of me
in a little black box
where no one can see
Tied up, sprawled on
laid on the floor
sprawled on
beat me so much harder
‘till you scream for some
Claming pretty girls wanna have fun, alright
Iann Dior Psycho at night
Wish I could lock you out the door with a key
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh (fun
to do, something that is new
Finding what you like is fun to do
Sometimes you will fall
But don't you worry at all
You may have some Black Cow inside
never ever left in the first
Wale Ovechkin, the best on the earth, breath breath full of purp
A legend out here, and I'm ending careers by the end
on the run together
Whatever
We can do whatever you want
Long as you having fun with it
Then its whatever you want
(na na na)
Black and red patent leath
Thats
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