Lyrics:
So elevate I to the third and even that shit seems absurd
And your thoughts leave you third (eye)solated.
No man is an island but I often feel
Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
orders without any grace
The system got them poor souls thinking they're doing a good deed
By planting the seed of fear
Amongst everything that lives near
I don't know what you want me to do (I don't know what you want me to do)
Man don't tell me what to do (Man don't tell me what to do)
I got, a lot
concerned if I die by the glock, will my soul soon burn?
My past clash with my future then, take a drastic turn
I'm submerged knee-deep in this here, but
to sit pretty by the time I got old
I got cheese but that doesn't mean I got soul
I got black power and a black bank roll
Stank chicks, they sweat my knot
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
I’m at a lost, for my feelings
Dominated by pain
And if time, could heal your wounds
Then I hope it’s working the same
And went from no track with
And LOL-ing on the couch
When the old boy flips his lid
Only to be followed by the pathetic
Sight of yet another felled grown man
Falling back with a creaking
Punk-rock, new-wave, and soul
Pop music, salsa and rock and roll
Calypso, reggae rhythm, and blues
Master mix those number one tunes
Play that
Punk-rock, new-wave, and soul
Pop music, salsa and rock and roll
Calypso, reggae rhythm, and blues
Master mix those number one tunes
Play that
for me
Man a go touch the road tonight, somebody pray for me
Now lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
rushing right out
The alley man came up from behind and then covered her mouth
The other man grabbed her by the legs as she started to shout
She looked
have you ever seen the soul of a cold man
Or understood how concrete gave birth to that rose man
You looking at a God in the flesh
I got The Blessing
man used to whip
If the white man tries to whip me I back hand him
I pimp
I got black run through my soul bitch I don't walk
I limp
Mix the tracksuit
real)
Standing on my tippy toes (for real)
Rest In Peace twenty four(for real)
I'm cool in the clutch, frozen in the whip
M-I-X man you know the deal
up six
Friday's the Red Alert radio mix
Then comes the day that nobody plays that
Punishment wish in the crib
Time to go chase the dibs
On a Saturday
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
In the river of darkness
He's a man of the night
Yeah
What the deal playboy, just rest your
people
Man I love my looks but I hate my feelings, becoming compressed by the ceiling, always confused by
These meanings, ay ay x will always be by my side
four might just
Turn up at your show me watching in a venue
Man we're leaving with your soul
I ain't tweeting little hoes
I need my P's to come and grow
not
Out here slaving for the industry
My soul's my name nobody taking it from me
I'll wear a dress and still be
Twice the man you'll ever be
Shout out
Punk-rock, new-wave, and soul
Pop music, salsa and rock and roll
Calypso, reggae rhythm, and blues
Master mix those number one tunes
Play that
the root of the problem//
“Proud Boys, stand back and stand by”
Everything out that man’s trap was a damn lie
He ain’t give a crap, nigga, if your fam died
You're dead
With the soul of a Shaman
I'll eat a beat then vomit
Like a bulimic woman with an uneasy stomach
I pass by people on the street they
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