Lyrics:
Broke out on different corners
Power to the people
Black power
Black is beautiful
Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers
As cats
and black is all i see
so I'm hate I hate every thing you are
she's the fresh wound
you are the oldest scar
what she got from me
I got from you
it wasn't
to the destination
I want a Beamer black and a Bentley blue
A lil coupe joint for my mama too
See me with some hundreds and say nothing new
A lil bad joint it ain't
And white hoods turned to uniforms & badges
And I wood burn em, so pass the matches
And I should hurt em, so cut the taxes
And I could turn the world on its
stance
Whether it’s hipster, thugged out, rocker
I am more much more than that
This is that Black Hoodie rap
It's radical for God’s plan
This ain’t that
to get your black back
While you figure it out I got your back black
We winning out here no black jack
Hit that 21 beat the dealer and stack the deck
want cash
Woah
No fucks bitch want racks
My heart darker than black (Damn)
Cynical mother fuckers in a cubicle
Typical situation it is critical
Lyrical
of bitches
Think they could've made it this far
You can forget it
They don't make them like this anymore
They ain't built out of this shit
They're lucky
tell you nothing new, you may walk by
All I see is only black, black and white
Gotta make it clear, I think this time
I win, this time this is all mine,
If You got guns (Yeah)
We pull tech's (What)
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest (N****)
It's all out war (Uh huh)
Who got next? (Unlawful)
I
I can't lie to you
I'm broken
I'm pouring, I'm pouring, I'm pouring My liquor inside my eyes
I'm praying, oh I'm praying that it don't burn this
gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
Check it life sure hurts with your dick in the dirt
Witcha thang in a sling from the work of a skirt
Balls turned black to blue from a tease
black owned
Then yea I'm shouting out
Give me all the at names to they account
Whatever it is n***a yea I'm shopping out
The lights ain't off
But my
as everything seems
Keep hustling
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us
Unfair sometimes it's blow
Blue My shoe blow by who (By who)
I'm a heartless silent kid
Told Em stay tune
Imma do it ma style
Niqqas Know I'm different
I
If I don't do nothing else, Imma show my black ass though
Yeah (look), For the cash hoe
Last drop of the season, Gotta put it in the stash bro
Then
their mother
I saw her when she came out, she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the Mexican, and not for
her when she came out, she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the Mexican, and not for the white man
either feel it, or you’re out of touch
I know we getting there, and I see your black square
But don’t you dare convince yourself that we’re winning
gotta suffer?
Earth is no more, why don't you burn this mufucka?
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
I beat yo' ass, keep
gotta suffer?
Earth is no more, why don't you burn this mufucka?
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
I beat yo' ass, keep
Product of yours truly
FBI put us in pictures like its a movie
Dossiers with black faces
Gotta watch out how twelve is building cases
Pipeline
chest
And watched it turn to black
Spit the gas
Flicked the match
And watched it burn to ash
There's no one around
But somehow I'm surrounded
Alone in
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