Lyrics:
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (NAH!)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson
That's dope, nigga!
I got all
dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (NAH!)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson
That's dope, nigga!
I got all
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
Nelson yeah all your family get taken
Drive by
Swing by in the night
I'ma set this shit a light
Your whole crew in fright
You had a dream like Martin
that real love that Martin and Gina
Nineteen forty two I sip by the liter
She fell in love with the money I leave her
Broke boy I could never (yea)
Get
to say that you lose by mistake
No excuses today...
The bell's have already been rung
Your noose has already been hung
The executioner awaits
When have
track for fifty years, but the whistles far from broke,
Sho hope that black shiny engine passes by and that's no joke,
Don't stare at her as she
Just came up on the midnight special
Hey, how 'bout that
My car broke down in texas
She stopped dead in her tracks
Just called to tell you that I
Well I just came up on the midnight special how about that
My car broke down in Texas she stopped dead in her tracks
Just called to tell you that I
okay tho, i pull up with Kado
We made a hit quickly
Yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
Bust down
She used to think i was broke
But she wanna fuck now
Aye
Manifest it
Cuttin' down the crop cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream
Everything we do easy that's just what it seems
Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means
of the night, unstoppable ride
In the echo of engines, our anthem roars,
In the neon glow, we find our shores
Through the labyrinth of streets, we navigate,
In
Do we have a problem (problem)(Nah)
I ain't think so
You know I'm truly unbothered (unbothered)
By these people, talking down on me It's not hard
more, woh, deh, deh, lord, woh
[Chorus]
We, we are Africans
We, free Africans
We, we are Africans
We, free Africans
[Verse 1]
Down
clique
Put a lock on my dick 'cause my brain is da key
I ain't wat you want so quit lyin to me
See I was born by myself
Imma die by myself
doc's, Martin don't love animals
Gonna go gorilla mode when fucked with by the criminals
Off the brim, off the record, my hat doesn't match the sweater
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Now these Mac's want to hear 'em for mackin' on slim Kim
Mad because she pay down, she bought me a gang of Tims
Have me sparky like Simpsons, hit
Yeah
Look
By thirteen, I had a big dream
I can be the next Martin Luther King, yes I believe
Chasin’ my fantasy by the age of eighteen, it’s surreal
Up down left Right
Forward Back
We do got angles
But it all equals a square
Let me teach you a somthin
If you never thought
This that Martin P Martin
Up down left Right
Forward Back
We do got angles
But it all equals a square
Let me teach you a somthin
If you never thought
This that Martin P Martin
your shoes by the door I ain't trippin
I hit a homer with the dope like a Simpson
Damn, now tell me, would you risk it
She been sipping on Moscato she is
Catch me down in MIA, at that Heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy, I slide down on your block (block),
these other rappers envy
They major, broke, and I get rich indie
Yeah, I said I Get-Rich-IN-D
Trill definition of that GRIND
God looked out, because my
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