Lyrics:
at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out
Ki's on the table, black tanktop, long cable
thoughts of overtakin' the table
dismantle and disable
verbal, made
handling my biz
White and black Beamer they looking like rob and big
Assault rifle on me I know you ain't robbing shit
I just got a job at better made bitch
folks
Monitors equal, my three million new fans are white people
Geared toward the universe while black people think the worse
Realistically expect
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
20 years crime, national decrease
But more unarmed shootings by police
Increase in White hate groups
Rose 813 percent
Just because we had one Black
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The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
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The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
pon mind
1)Outside and mi suite half white
2)Frass off a weed Yeah money booze and nice
3) Cell blacks mek the mula and smile
4)Shub out Ina stocks
Twenty Twenty
Twenty TwentyUno
Twenty Twenty
Twenty TwentyUno
Twenty Twenty
Twenty TwentyUno
Y ya son Twenty Twenty
Y ya son TwentyUno los que
climbing up her mango trees
The innocent years, before we knew black and white skin
When our problem was getting it right, the stick figures
Now it's six
straight stuntin
Had a white boy in Buffalo shootin' up black people
In the supermarket can't believe people is that evil
Buffalo callin' out for help but
let me eat (uh-huh)
A rapper, but I was a drug trafficker 'fore I left the streets
These ten more crack commandments, Frank White, rest in peace (ah)
at the Holiday Inn - Oh No
And it's beginning to snow
VENDOR #2
How about a fur -
In perfect shape
Owned by an MBA from uptown
I got a tweed
Broken in by
yeah)
Jet black Cadillac
Growin' on them twenty somethin'
Tall bag off the yack alpines steady bumpin'
Four five on the side
Tucked by the seat heater
niggas gonna kill it everyday on my business
killin nigga like a white cop
20 bitches on raindrop
Gucci roller (Roller)
Gucci mama(mama)
Gucci dollar
like a villain in
A penguin suit, black wit the white
That's penguin coupe, poppin'
In the back of a black sedan
Lookin' like whoo I'm the man
Black fur
would amount to nothin'
That I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence
Or be silenced by a gunman
I could just hear the folks now, "He
Back to basics egg white laces
Wish you would nigga cause your addicted to fake shit
Back to basics egg white laces
Wish you would nigga cause your
I ain't movin'
Dope flows, this might get us the RICO
Trafficking audio by the boatloads
Twenty bottles, fuck it, go order twenty mo'
Stack
Fast
I often think about the fight of the Black Man,
Told by the world he can't think like others can
Eat and drink where others can, shackled by his
it is tough
'Cause more than half the population still has yet to grow up
Now after twenty plus centuries let us see what's what
And examine some point
don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him
but a bitch is two of them
Twenty-two with a 2.2, just came back from a long vacation
By the time that I'm done that's a 2.1, I got redbones and I
You niggas just watching the gang
Y'all just some spectators
I'm so used to winning my nigga
Now expect paper
Pull up in the foreign with the black
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