Lyrics:
Motherfuckers
Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I
wonder I get speared by my peers, yeah I'm a target
It used to take a nation of millions for niggas not to be
Amerikkka's Most gave America hope
Back when
people lack in common sense
I overcame by the blood of the Lamb I set drip
Yahweh healed my mind
Ion even pop scripts nigha
Anything try to knock me off
is black
Another OD, another life laid down
As Crips and Bloods take over the town
Panama Red and Sunshine
America's one big party time
Crack an'
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
[Intro: sample]
"For in America, black people should never
Be accused of being violent, or applicating violence
In America, when a black man says
real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me, you know?
So, is your music considered the voice of urban America or America period?
I mean, I would
you ain't real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me, you know?
So, is your music considered the voice of urban America or America period?
I
Fee fi fo fum, I see the beast close by
But an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye
Soon we'll all be blind, over time, over time, over
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
and lead them by the example of your day to day walk
Negate the profane in your speech when you sit with them and talk
I desire to change my life and just
of blood
Raised in the PJ's with real niggas and thugs
I'll make Mussolini wear a Kufi
I talk like Dr ben but look
Like Malcolm holding his Uzi
Peering
Stop and ask, am I not your fellow man?
Born and raised on the streets where America's first motors ran
Same streets where race riots and innocent
(Now its music in their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down)
Take what you want, tie they
Born to rap when i get close to the mic i just know I can never go wrong
See i made a first step like joke now im setting standards imma Top dawg
Put my
Born to rap when i get close to the mic i just know I can never go wrong
See i made a first step like joke now im setting standards imma Top dawg
Put my
The hell if I know
I go where the vibe go
Make time for the grind though
To make sure I profit
More than a bible
This music, my gospel, and
I'm an apostle
when it comes to getting mines, never will I fail
I like my music with substance, something that make me think
Some shit I can smoke weed to cuz I aint
violently
We see that she has gone astray
So when she heard of their accusation, she sent for them, and
Prepared a banquet for them
And she gave each one
When I wave that Banner in war I signal Jehovah Nissi My God is my dwelling place so I dare the devil come see me I press toward the mark of the high
blood on all who despises Gospel rap a multi-billion dollar Kingdom
Franchise I'm sent to possess the gates of the enemies I call that gangsta faith
Ha Ha
My heart is a speaker
I bleed this music
The beat's in my blood
I must transfuse it
If it wasn't for this
Yeah, I just might lose it (Damn)
"Can
comes complete with sun roof and roof rack
I will want you back when you are gone
You will be missed
By the Americas, and Africa and the Southeast Asians
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
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