Lyrics:
Mary wearing silver
And gold Bengal's in a dirty white robe
Wit the hair all tangle
Going to jail or hell
Cuz of my murderous angles
Life and Death is
Getting cocky by showing me your teeth
I'm reaching out to Chief Kamachi
Bring out your hair shavers
I would like to torture you
I'll treat you like
nasty
Look, we used to pray for
All them hundred dollar sneaks
Standin' by the stove just to get some heat
We was rockin' dirty clothes
I had stains on my
the fuck up, you a random
That bitch said she not a fan, no
Ima pull up in the phantom
Rock black fit, I'm like Venom
Bleach my hair
Super Saiyan like Trunks
catholic probably why I'm in my shoes
9-5 not 90 coupes 12 bucks under kidds rule
9m on my bedpost AR by the bed door
Shawn X this black war looked sweet get
Get up
Drunken Annie falls to sleep with monkeys in her hair, and I fall down the stairs
It's getting hard to cross the streets these days without
to bleed
I'll do my best but it's easy for you
So I can't blame you Olivia
Take off this t-shirt
Put on a short skirt
And dye my hair black
Cause I
my Mayans
You know I'm fanatical, hmmhmm
Work hard make waves but today i'm sabbatical
Catch me on the beach con mi reina a mi lado
Shades on, hair
that's going through my head, I cannot process
I need answers, nevertheless I digress
Pull up, ghost now, Halo shit, I might leave you nauseous
Black
I’m in the lobby,
With a glock,
She know who it is,
By my whoa,
She ordered toppy,
I’m on the clock,
Ship, pack,
At your door, on the dot
Damn
"It's gonna be $680"
No shit
Your tip is go hunting with Dick Cheney
Slow to let the dogs out
Quicker to finish Halo
That all-black tints and
Pimpin'
and tell me a name and claim you're reorganizing my brain
(Say what?)
Switch around organs with black and whites (Black and whites)
I ain't lightskinned
and dirty like the Mexicans
All of my niggas work hard like they're Mexicans
Twelve niggas in one car, we are Mexicans
Esè I'm about my papers like Mexicans
Cutting brothers' hair as a means of staying alive
If it wasn't for the rhythm
I think we would have given up by now
This system has gotten the best
Cutting brothers' hair as a means of staying alive
If it wasn't for the rhythm
I think we would have given up by now
This system has gotten the best
I hate the black man and his muscular body
With his hat turnt backwards and his wife is a hottie
You cant even get a job with those tats on your face
Waiting by the telephone
Whatever you do
Don't call daddy
In my hair
Everywhere
Everywhere
And everywhere
Fingerprints of you
Filthy, dirty
was dirty
Came the battle of oppression, by the hero of this story
Marcus garvey
Preaching black pride and glory
It started with a movement, back
black geek with the symbol in his hair
If you really tryna party bring the party over here
I say
Rizzy Rizzy (8x)
The dirty dishes are becoming self-aware
Even the roaches like "I wouldn't
Raise my children here"
Simple syrup in his veins, dirty nails
Lizard
I saw a sparrow peck a bone
I heard the beak against a stone
I saw a swallow swallowing flies
Above a lake in the Poconos
There was a black bear
adapt, adapt, adapt
Niggas act tough, but don't forget that it's an act, act, act
Crack is whack, bitch, you know that black don't crack, crack, crack
I'm
air wit the hair
I took some change out the couch that I slept on
On my mama I did
Dev sliddin in that mero feel like we skatin
She hold the Glock in
In a red thong
Red pump heals
Nothing else on
Oil my legs
Cherry red lips
Long black hair
Covering my breasts
Would you like that?
How bout
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