Lyrics:
of pyramids
Egyptian African now I’m on a black watch
Check your sun dial and synchronize your clock
When it ticks make sure it doesn’t tock on the offbeat
slower if I move forward
Towards a destiny set for a big score
1984 Rolls Royce hybrid four door
As a daily drive instead of being on a dream board
By 4
the Black Panthers
One: First respect yourself as an artist
If you don't respect yourself then your rhymes is garbage
Two: Make sure your crew is as tight
My Death, my death, my death, will destroy you
My Death, my death, my death, will destroy you
I've been a part of an evil plan
To make a certain
Black grant I was tenths
That's for Al and lil' Duga'
Four deep in each in spinnin' in
So twerk it up
Handle yo' business
Shoot or get shot
I hit
Family of scholars I was raised to keep the Bible close
My first memory starts in Maryland like four or five
Rice crispy was my shit in those simpler
VERSE 1:
The battle line is drawn, it's all in black and white.
Hope is pulling forward, can feel it from behind, it's time.
It's time to make
quick to shoot it
So hit the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music
[Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)]
I don't care what it takes, we gon'
(what) it's been worth it
I'm a superstar, bought me a big ol' car
Four point Six (see the car?)
Black fifty four, from the front to the back
Got a button
Hoes (Yeah)
They Be On A Nigga, Yeah They Want A Nigga [X4]
I Must Be The Greatest Cause I'm Loved By The Ladies,
Throw Back From 80's Got These Girls
Listen to them
The children of the night
What sweet music they make
Iniquitous
I share Carmilla's mask
A gaunt mephitic voyeur
On the black side
I'ma make it do what it do get out and get my grits
I'm on that graveyard shift my water feel pass me
Hustlin' tryin' to stay focused got a twenty four
backpack around me
Cosigned by Louis Vuitton
Horse power, horse power
All this Polo on I got horse power
Pound of this cost 4 thousand
I make it rain,
black Escalade, bulletproofed
Surrounded by niggas that gone defend
They got TEC’s and pumps, I also got
Snipers on the roof, make one move
They’ll blow
ain't no Mexican
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin
Uhh, the lesson from
the A
Make you strip like a bitch trying to strip me of pay
I'm getting it in get it gone by the day
I'm too good at my job they gone watch me like prey
Try it
Yeah, yeah
Me and my man Com Sense
Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin
Where you at, yo?
I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear
symbol is the bald eagle
Orchestrating acts in a tall cathedral
See the battles within so make amends
And shed ya skin become who you've always been
make it then I get up on it
They treat me like the one and only
But there ain't too many people that I get along with
It's something you can sing along
permission to put
Humans in this condition
"This land is whose land?"
They must've forgot
Kickin' the black in the ass
While keeping the brown out
This one
what!?
I got your back
(Spliff Star)
Fuck waiting
Bash his face for a statement
Cock the stainless
Make his whole chest cave in
(Busta Rhymes)
like Hawkeye yeah I got that 99 precision
Bullets caught him by surprise you know that he don't got the vision
We gon cut him up Black Panther like
I prayed to my Lord that head won't take
Me over, we soldiers to fold ya like Motorola's
And hit the corners
I told ya the 4-4 flow will fuck yo
yeah
Day after day I'm tryna make a bag oh yeah
Pray in the night, I'm tryna get by
these niggas watching on my side
I'm getting blinded by lights I
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