Lyrics:
never see a girl black as me
On the billboards, the tv or the movie screens
Wasn’t even 13, when I learned not to dream
Hurt my self-esteem, that
1976
Gibson 335 “stargazer” 1998
Gretsch White Falcon 1975
Gibson Thunderbird bass
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Sadly that it ain't no joke on that block
Let Laffy Taffy tried to trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy
Even Lassie attacked me, attacked me for
sleep
Very unclever ways to get paid by lucky, government detectives
And agencies they hunt me, so funny how I never thought
Credit would just slump
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
1976
Gibson 335 “stargazer” 1998
Gretsch White Falcon 1975
Gibson Thunderbird bass
Gretsch Guitars Endorsement by GINO GUITARS Milano
…e il ricordo muove a un’immagine
che tenevo chiusa da secoli
che ha lasciato segni indelebili
che celavo dentro di me
Ti ricordo dolce e sensibile
if I'm technical
Like a dime on a 9 M M eh
Though I had 38 on me when I came to the cllttc
Snubbed by everybody tried to play me like Oscar
Or Kwame
I'll be right by your side
Radio play me that new 3005
Bino won't die, illest rapper alive
See what's up with Fredo when
I'm out in the Chi
Murder
Is this the intro
Oh it's mid-album
Well I would like welcome you to the Last Chance Stu
You know the album so nice, that we had to uh
That we had
bring out the best of me now
The best of me now
The best of me now
Best of me now
Now I'm on my fifteenth album, which could be my last
But I do
need no ancestry test to tell me where my ancestors rest
Now don't you know you dealin' with the origin
Nappy headed, brown skin, my blood is important
the fat brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin' the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda
brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda bummy with
to check
“Yeah bu-“ don’t interrupt me I’m not finished yet
You dropped an album but you’re still not bigger yet
You start up and you burn out just like
at the zoo, cause the trenches had grabbed me
50 cents for chips, 2 for a dollar, break a bag, not stingy
She got a cute face, I compliment, bet I be in her
The mind open
The air broken
Nappy hair conditioned
Left the suntan in the car
But brought Lotion
The brown token
The Black Boy joy
Meets the Permit
like James Brown
If I couldn't be me, who would I be?
I damn sure wouldn't be a sucker MC
'Cause I'm not like you, my game is true
I pimped these
tingling showers, suppressing my cry
slender brown fingers leafed through her book
page by page, one hour it took
in cool and calm darkness, in huge holy
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Rappers like you talk bullshit
I told my boys there?s a new funky drummer in town
You?re trying to be like james brown
If I couldn?t be me, who would I
just a taste from the Funky Human Being
Ain't no misbehavin', ain't no use for ravin'
Surrounded by the people who would stab me in the back
My skin
and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol, something far from a
Lover, beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh 'cause no one
the clouds so now I'm fully elevated
Black and Wunderful you called me, so this albums dedicated
Said there's one day out of 365 that I'm celebrating
April
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