Lyrics:
Whatever you do, young king, don't wind up dead (wind up dead)
Young queen, cross your legs (cross your legs)
Put a crown on your head and remove
of the sickly
So long your mind's been trapped
Slave, cause you're shamed to be black
Ignorant of the purpose of the
plan to keep the black man down under
So I'll
quick, you slower than a snail (Than a snail)
I’m schoolin’ ‘em, man somebody ring the bell (Haha)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
to imitate her mother
But she a Gemini, so stay on her friendly side
She'll put that look on you, it's like somebody' friend just died
My pretty black
just flew back from LA on the jet yesterday (yeah)
I go back and forth like I play tennis
I fuck with your ho, yeah, I feel for her
Still
penal servitude
To be spent far away from the land
Far away from your friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band"
Her eyes they shown
penal servitude
To be spent far away from the land
Far away from your friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band"
Her eyes they shown
Louder
Black power
Louder
Black power
Last name Tembo
First name Eve
Somebody ate the fruit they told The Great to never eat (yeah)
I'm dripping
All I ever wanted was a bad bitch and alotta loot pistol by my side
In case I got to shoot all I ever wanted was a bad bitch and alotta loot pistol by
wanna mash that
Trapstar hoodie and a snapback
I don't even smoke, but I back straps
Push up your wig and it snap back
My whole team in black cah
got this feeling somebody dance with me
Somebody dance with me
Dance, sweat move your body
Jump around, start the party
Enjoy yourself, you are not
first time in jail nigga gone need some friends
By the way youngster what's your name
You can call me killer on the streets its the dopeman
I, I, I, I, I - Somebody's watching me
I, I, I, I, I always feel i, I
I always feel like somebody's watching me
A nightmare, that's the case
Never
And after all these years I learned what those branches were for
They used to hang ‘em here, back in the days of ole Jim Crowe
A black man I knew from high
loungin with his brother
Everybody strapped with a vest and a rubber
Just in case somebody's girl got hot
But she was bagged and ragged in the club by a big
you hop on ya track and
Lie in your verse, dawg, if I get
Smacked somebody get murked off, casket shit
Funeral time and we
Ain't gon' do this rap shit
Black Hoodie, Black Pants, Black Slides, That's Road Gear (Yeah)
Yes This Westside I Own Here (Westside)
Ice Buffies That's Gold Here (Ice, Ice)
Mink
with blood and with time and with your advice
Poison me against the moon
Mother the car is here
Somebody leave the light on
Black chariot for
they kill what’s darker
[00:36.24] George Floyd said he couldn’t breathe
[00:38.24] I wish somebody would’ve stopped them
[00:40.09] Leaves fall from
the rail yea
Call me crazy all the time
I'm better off by myself
I need somebody to pray for me, somebody pray for me
I need somebody to pray for me,
loc's in Cali I know be them pie-flippers
Doin' drive-bys on lowrider bicycles (bloaw bloaw!)
You little weak guys should keep
The murder case you
Another school shooting just occurred today
Thinking what on earth
Could make somebody run up in a school or a church
And take innocent lives away
Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made
You'll get robbed by somebody underage
We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's
We don't
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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