Lyrics:
money
I'm just getting to that mula
Everywhere you see me at I keep a shooter on
Mr fuckingniggasbitches back
I be on some shit in fact
Caddy like
Everywhere I go, I see the same hoes
Don't get mad, I'm only bein' real, yeah
like a calling
Not just to myself, and every black man
But especially to myself and every black man
Talking over here, talking over there, everywhere
And why were we driving in a convoy? Who goes book shopping by convoy? I don’t read anymore as you know, all the same, nobody goes book shopping by convoy.
distracted but not by the light
You might fight for what's right
But that's finite you lose sight and fright over black
When it's white hang tight I ignite
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by
The sly fox, Cyclops, we locked in the idiot box
The video slots
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets
and white
All the colors changing everywhere
Good but heavy hearted faces
Bad souls playing games of trust
The world is grey and I must face that
Black
drop a new album
That show fuckin' sucked dick! That show was
Trash what none of these kids
Knew was that I was halfway done
With a brand new album
supremacy
Wanna stop us from completing
Our fellow black tendencies
I was born from the 4 -7 tree
Picked off like an apple by mama grizzly
Then she kissed me
this void
It's all just the same
It's all just the same
It's all just the same black
Outside of this space craft
Only clocks that can tell you a day's
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)
Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm
Held collective hope that after all it won't come true
By the time we get to you (still there for)
You'll be tired of what we do (hour by hour)
I
another black motherfucker dead
Niggas ain't good for shit to me
'Cause it's a race for second class, so get your ass
Up against the wall bitch! And then he
and his bugs freeze the sea
Try to save the world by immolating myself
From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
The resurrection
the dark where they found you
Peeling you apart they surround you
No escape trapped by closed gate
Might as well label it a cold case
Claws dig deep into
the love I had
I fell asleep only to be awoken by my Dad
Said
"Check the news mijo, there's something you need a see"
Clicked to channel 4
There was a car
missin'
I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William
Only God can judge me, case closed
I got more hoes than Drake shows
I got this shit
over there in every nook and cranny
It's a party everywhere
And that you should have known
When I walked through the door
I'm told I got the flavor
I'm
and then black out
I ain't strong enough to do the lifting
Can't find a niche, so I feel like I'm drifting
And I don't have the brain to stay at home or make
get in tune
With the most high
His mansion had many rooms
Elevate the kids by telling the truth
There no Saint Nick and no fairy tooth
Blacks not
riot, about another black man dying
If you ain't down to ride then be quiet
No justice, no peace tear gas in the street
Broken glass everywhere, screaming
Everywhere dey go they know that, they see that, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Yoodaat, Nigga you know that, i put in work over the time no I don't do call
was all too easy"
She only wanted a ticket to rock and roll heaven
By the time that he woke up she was halfway home again
With the stolen guitar,
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