Lyrics:
mama swan Aphrodite'd up
If it's a issue pack a pistol keep it tightly tucked
'Cause they'll try to early dismiss you on ya nightly run
Or your daily
you now to look deeper beyond the veil. Open that eye above your brow. Take heed to what the neteru(s) and the mungu(s) have to say. Channel your inner
disrespectful
I'll walk in Kanye house and
Tell a Yo Mama joke
Fourth grader, hittin' the blunt
Watch how this 9'll smoke
Stomp him in some Adidas and now he
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
snorting cocaine off your moms breast
Ill make you love all my yo mama jokes
I'm a crackhead bai pass me some yokes
Hurry up already stop being a slow poke
fights in fought courts boss
Never lost, so toss a nickel and change your course
Say mama say mama say mama say what?
Some thought we were blunted
To the opps fuck them all
Only answer when you call
I stay right by your side
Lost Onetta all alone
In a place I ain't call home
I still ain't let it
wifey at IHOP
Your baby mother love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit feel like karma
They add grams, now I
the mail
Half black is the new black can't you tell?
It was blue black like Wesley Snipes in new jack
Now you got to have a white mama just to do that
baby brother
I just wanna kill your killers son too
I swear to god
Swear to god I ain't gone let no lil nigga play me
Swear to god I'ma buy mama that
hanging
Go hang in the lobby unless you came to slob me
Come on kemosabe
It's past time, like your favorite hobby
Cause if the way that I spit shit
mama need it
My uncle stood by the store servin' fiends
Zack in his pocket and everyone know
His pole in his jeans
Bitch, I'm number one, it ain't no top
tow
We don't care what
Mama don't allow here anymore
Tiger tea, tiger gee, you my Tiger Rose
Gently roll me, honey, while I sing your song
On the bank
on a 12-inch
Aiming straight at your pelvis
Elvis would come back as a
Black if he was hot you’re just a mascot on
A Kim Kardashian ass-shot
Full-blooded
that she isn't,
It's hard to really tell when your blinded by the night,
Now she's drinking like a fish, but says her spirit is the dragon,
He says
And when I come they betta lean like Promethazine
Them no say Nicki nice.
I'm about my money mama
And tell Michelle I got my eye on Barack Obama
of them Off-Whites
You need to bring your ass over here
If your nigga wanna fight, bitch, come outside
I'm off this Hennessy, too many shots
Don't give
the lights low (light dim)
Black, Puerto Rican, even White hoes, bellisimo
Que linda, dame beso, come to papi
Fuck until the shit is sloppy, if you really
deal that's never comin' like a priest
Black and white like a nun
These up-and-comers our sun like the break of dawn
So follow your father like
Izoardi
WARAM
Rastafari seh di land of the brave
Braver than dem
Righteousness govern the universe
Sell Marcus Garvey fi rice and peas
Black starline
where they come from, I'm killing everyone
Finally make it to the back all alone pitch black
Hear a sound, what was that?
Think it came from over there
suggest you pout
I'ma send this nigga out, get blessed by the God
Don't get clapped on
Just a young black man with a backbone
In the back come home,
back
Killing these niggas in all black
Look at these bitches, tryna broadcast
Bad, it's two, it's not even nobody bad as you (oh yeah)
Come on,
tell me that he's wicked
Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket
And check what my man has to say
Right or wrong, don't you think that he
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