Lyrics:
the night
Funny how y'all called us monkeys in those Jim Crow lies
I mean laws , the ones that restricted us from many things
Crazy how the U.S. Is
to
The volume
Bar level
Can still feel me self
Louder
I'm overwhelmed by
Words I seem to know
Louder
The monkey sings about you
Louder, fuck
Louder!
Strangers
To the bars
They make a call
They said, "How do you bear?"
Good God or not
Keep a thought: many got someplace down here
Show up inside if I could
maddens, but we all just stand by and fasten our seatbelts
Hell seeps in and we don't receive help
Police pelt us and sell us to prisons, free labor
All these years of searching mercilessly looking for myself
Amongst the darkness that submerges me nervously I dwell
Inside my own a thoughts
Lil Poo Stain
Lil Throat Goat
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Yeah
Ass by my face
Dick by my waste
Your shit is fucking laced
What the fuck is wrong with
shit goin', boy
I appreciate you puttin' that bread on a nigga books too
Nigga gon' eat good, you heard me
Yeah, heard, man
By any means
Dumb love, nigga
Heavier than history
Derailed destiny
It doesn't help to see the bullet in front of me
Stunned into submission
By someone's mission
Monkey ridden
cnd
Tasting blueberries
All night vivid blue dreams
Sometimes it's tangerine
Filling my car with sour deez
I change my oil with monkey grease
Smoke (smoke)
Monkey post nor day carry score
I day sell hard market I nor day skull
If you really get let's do band for band
See men day do na we day tear band
inside my head goes on and on (Lubie come back home)
Said Lubie Lubie you better go back home
I said I, I thought I'd make it by myself (Lubie come
inseminate the bitches
Eliminate top rappers, throw their remains insides of ditches
Nigga political snitches, Abe me which is
The very reason I'm able
Go, why don't you just go
Go sing
Go do an Afro-Soul album
Like everybody else?
And I was like you don't understand
I'm burning inside
I'm burning
Oh, down by the river where the wildflower grow
All the people comin' to a carnival show
Got my little brother Bobby here, so come along
Oh, we gotta
Don't intend to fool a fiend
Raising Caine raise the dopamine
For the pain come rivers ever flowing
By spoonful or by the sack
Get the monkey
shirt by Chams with my Sergio Valenti jeans
And my mirror never lies but it always verifies
I got more cheese and pepperoni than a homemade pizza pie
can spot the fake a mile away, I got an eye for it
'Cause I'm out the jungle (Take a look at my environment)
It's trees and rocks inside the jungle
Calabasas
Still a nigga when I greet the masses
Oval office, presidential grasses
When I fuck my white girl and I meet her daddy
I know deep down inside
hunter
I let the fuckin' dogs out and
They're breeding in big numbers
It sorta' irks citizen exes
And vexes check collectors
Hexed by the flex of a messy
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
will die it by the
Time you read this line - I'll be
Gone we're gonna have a splendid time as I sing the songs we'll never
Write we gonna have a splendid
everything
You don't know what it's like to lose
But everything is nothing when your neck's inside the noose
When it chokes you out and it fades to black
Now lemme tell ya now
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental, based
(Uh)
Listening close to older niggas convos
Left me exposed to shit that
I had never known (Uh)
Forced to deploy without the
Choice to retreat
Monkey
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