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I get a opp man quickly
Bro sent words
To the gunmen by the government
But they don't wanna free him free bro!
Monkey dey move by gang
I need people
gonna do, sue me
By all means, man
That would be ultra neato
Bring me free publicity
As it is, I've got to generate it all
Juggle and eat fire
(Show & A.G.)
And Black Sheep
[ VERSE 1: A.G. ]
I drop facts over tracks that go ratatatat
Fuck the red, white & blue, I'm with
your loving man so cruel?
Red shoes by the lookout
Did she jump or was she pushed?
How could you feel as desperate as this?
Moonlight on the cold cruel
to shake my hand
Focused in on nowhere
Investigating miles
I'm a Seeker, I'm a really desperate man!
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked the Beatles
I asked
I toss my neighbors wife my keys
Then walk off into the sunrise to die in peace
I said they coming for you!
And you and you.
I'm surrounded by
me thin brother
Death at 21, jail by 18
They project it almost if that be a great thing
I'm working till I black out like a Bigen
Spreading love even
Look, I don't ever get no sleep
You want greens but I need my peace
To the point where I'm thinking I'm taking his
And I'm desperate you can call it
(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red
Lashed by the waves through the heart of the storm
The shore only vaguely in sight
The beam of the beacon radiantly warns
Of cliffs lurking nigh
For
a book by its cover Well I'm not much of a man by the light of day But by night, I'm one hell of a lover - I'm just a sweet transvestite
Everyone: sweet
toach my brother then by guns be by gun
Cheffing
They turn to kentoky food
All they see is black white
They want to see what I done
Made a mess it was
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart and they all sing
Lovely girl,
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart, and they all sing
Lovely
the battlefield
His cassock running red
If uniform were black or white
His eyes could never see
And death made no distinction
Whatever man he be
As darkness fell
ain't new to me, I been here before
Get the pack, double back, moving zips by the store
All black, Nike texture, there ain't no Christian Dior
Try
another
But not quick enough to pick it up and protect each other
The code words to killin' a black man by police is "He's got a gun"
Damned if he do,
the Gs, top quality
Chill wit the peeps, what yall wanna eat
Flex on the keys, flex on the beat
All day I kick it with my real O.Gs
All day I get it with
To the left )
im askin how you could dispose everything we had
(To the left
To the left )
now i gotta go inside the little black bag
(Everything you own in
She can tell by the car, double R on the plate
Rolls Royce over those Black Market bumping in the Wraith
Rich nigga with poor taste, starve while
Wanted posters
Plus whatevas closest
Or die like your man in that black Sensa Rosa
Flush, don't give a fuck I'm taken over
[Chorus]
Now pass
is where the flow goes
Killing 'em with knowledge - the mind is the key
Just sign on the dotted line and check who you be
CHORUS [Jully Black
We live in a world where a man is judged by the color of his skin
We can't win, not the content of his character, they scared of you
22 million
Pendulum power,
Like Solomon's ring,
How could you think,
I could be stopped by man?
So many bodies in my iMac Pro,
So many bodies on my MacBook, yo,
So
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