Lyrics:
I'm not my mother's child
Soft pale skin and big blue eyes
I grew up in a colorful world
Colorful, colorful
Almond eyes and olive skin
Stand in line
tint and my olive skin
A child of immigrants
Mixed with Syrian
Mix it in with bits of Palestinian
I know my rights and if they shoot me down
Black
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
I dont mind the black smog in the open market
We were looking for a place to eat
We found a side alley filled with smoke
The smell of human flesh,
kicks like CEO switch assistant
two black whips, which one should I pick
with me gotta be specific
Maharishi trousers feeling like Bowser she got
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
Acid rain, the stench of hell
As black smog paints the skies
Waste of life, a terrible need
Bastardize our world for corporate greed
Toxic waste, is
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
black dick up in the booty
I like it muddy or swampy
By now you find your ass up shitty creeky
Don't got no fuckin' room me and my momma and my TV
niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon
Cause I be duckin' crazy spades
The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs
Why is
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
white chalk
No bricks no rocks no Feds no SWAT
The time is now the activisms getting lost
Hijacked by violent peeps and plots
Defund departments at all
Light of the moon
Washed out by street colour bloom
You throw out your baggage
Paint over sky with smog
And dance till you die, enter the dark
to sacrifice, I'm on some other shit
Takeover the mothership, brothers get to claim the covenant
Universal lovin it, olive oil you rubbin it
Check
Noah's been buying up all of the lumber for miles
He's got it stacked high by his derelict shack
Those few who have seen it just wonder and laugh
Washingtons, Jeffersons, Jacksons on the captain's log
They'd rather lead us to the grayest water poison, deadly smog
Mass un-blackening, it's happening, you
Malcolm like by any means necessary
Im black and proud i got the spirit of Nzinga
Im Nat Turner poking out his middle finger
See in my former life i was
Now I'm on fire
Black jacket matching shades as I float by you
Now I'm on fire
Black jacket matching shades as I float by you
Say
Ghost float in my
the brain out...
Gadzooks, punk's dead, last good gut wrenched
Antennae sam cook, black book pushead
Cat skulls stacked to the black hole sunset
Olive
what we've earned
Reminders of what we've burned
The ashes stir
Swirling remnants of a scorching death
Laborious black lunged breath
Dead tongue in
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