Never, Suburban Boy Blues
P. Blackk
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Aye, never was I the elite Never stood out in these skreets Never involved in no beef Never could speak How I ever felt about girl Always bright comic sans to the beach And I never been weak Never heard so I never speak Never had a dedicated team And I never been for me Never been all that I could be Never had a show overseas And I never been a G Never really cared about sneaks Never kept my feelings discreet Never loved the police Never had an ideal physique Never took things for what they seem 'Cause I'm always thinking deep Always chasing dreams never sleep Never followed ways of the sheep But I never been cheap Never did I want to pay a fee And I always did favors for free and never could be Shoutout to the goofy lookin' kids that grew up to be semi-aiight Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Slow down, P-Funk is back I see a whole lot of folks running 'round with my old style It's cool I don't want it back I let 'em hold that But remember it's still me like a pronoun My style is profound they want to hear me rap But I rather take a nap 'cause I'm boring and I'm old now And I'm in control now, I stopped chasing cool When I seen the popular kids after graduating school But that's none of my business (Sips tea) Arts and raps and all things intrinsic I can't believe I had the remedy in me all along My mind imploded hoping to blow up like atomic bombs Ironic gotta break fast like Ramadan When I'm feeling saucy I might hit a couple Comic-Cons Just to flex, shy IRL social butterfly in texts Leave a message, cause I Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the fastest, fastest, fastest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga I pick my nose freely, at times I shower weekly P-B is for the kids like O-DB I'm Chief Keef meets Kool Keith and Keith Haring I'm less OG Bobby Johnson more Bobby McFerrin It's the comic book copper Anime watcher, illustrator, animator, rapper, producer, and doctor? I'm like J. Dilla meets the Gorillaz Hella bars meets Hannah Barbera, aye It fell in our laps, when I'm hap I spell in all caps Got me state caps locked I'm telling all facts, get it Leading blacks to the promised land like a black reverand Severly anti-social but leave tracks severed, then desert it Act like it's no concern, back out 'fore I'm observed Extorverted, introvert rap verses How you gonna be flawed but act perfect? How you cool on the web but you wack in person? That's why I Never been the coolest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga Never been the cutest, cutest, nigga, nigga Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga "What if America loved black people like they love black culture?" Here's a story 'bout your life And if you could live it right It's an ordinary day It could all be taken away I remember the first time I got called nigga, it was on the bus José thought he was being tough, I snuffed him I was 98 pounds so it didn't budge him but f*ck him Been in Ohio for a month see that was my introduction You should know, y'all showed me that being black ain't beautiful I grew to hate summer 'cause I would get darker than usual My brother would call me "chabon," white kids called us Sambo Don't show "Roots" in school, that gives these little goobs they ammo It made me hate my self, see I was stuck trying to fit in Believe it or not growing up I ain't notice that I was different I started denying my black looking at white for acceptance I started to find out what I is and what I isn't See I'm a young black intellect, a king-like silhouette I walk like a man and all I demand is respect See now the kids that might've played me, play me in they decks Without a pause for every cause there is effects Without applause I did it all for kids to rep, they true identity with serenity For all them kids on Monroe, with no Kennedy (Leaders you know?) Just follow these rhythms endlessly The second time I got called nigga It was online by this kid that was in my class, I played it cool 'Cause I ain't want him thinking that I was mad He was smaller, i ain't have the heart to kick someones ass Teachers called me homie, girls touching my hair Fucking thinking it's funny accusing me of whatever was stolen at the house party We seen as criminals early But little do y'all know me and my niggas did nothing to nobody In the afternoons I'd burn my CD, then ride in the city With T-Mac, Spyd, Beezy, and City Keeping busy while minding our busi Bumping bleezy, that's me but, I digress - we took it easy Early memories of riding round feeling black and proud I made sure they kept the weed at home, but we was bumping loud, get it? Next thing I know City rolls with window down this dude said "Turn the music down" Yeah I do remember that I don't think they came at me and T-Mac (Aye turn the music down) Pedro, fear of dogs That didn't happen but - dogophobe (Turn that fucking music down!) Aye hold up, excuse me man, like - what's the problem dude? Here's a story 'bout your life And if you could live it right It's an ordinary day It could all be taken away
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Written by: Cordell Lowery, Pedro Fequiere
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