Lyrics:
Inside a movie when they make it
Boot-licking butt dancing niggas don't make it
Racism equals prejudice
And white power
In order to get rid of us
They got
Feel it as it drifts in closer
Shifts our steps out of order
A meteorite falls tonight
To decimate our homes
Fields burned and scorched by a new
Woman had alotta patience
And she raised a black family
Over foreign seas
Seeds of my father started out in Long Beach
Acquainted with the OGs crippin
The revolution will be socialized
As my eyes go colorblind
And Twitter fingers get itchy
As Moses separates Black truth from White lies
I said
deceased blacks you think right now turning grassy
How many O's you need in order to be happy
Scared to manifest so you let Dreams go
Time cards down yo
We take a fall
And hear the demons call to ease the pain
To the dark and back
And as the skies turn black now
Reject my offering and rethink
These
outta Detroit
Ricky leave ya history department unemployed
Big voice, Black man, still soft spoken
Got the top down, volume up, bumpin' Beethoven
It's
decisions are the ones keeping the order
I put my suit on, I told my Momma, I’ma get us out the hood and put it on her
Thinking how it was for us back then
It's in the grain of the wood
It's in the needle's rust
It's in the eagle's claw
It's in the eyes you trust
It's in the jackal's dreams
It's in
forever
Walk on the water
I believe
Walk on the water
I believe you
In the black of the early night
There were vultures in the air with an Eagle's sight
nine-mills that'll lift your dome
Chrome pump with double-eyed slots and such
A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch
Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle
progress
No more, no less
Introducing a pitch-black approach
Taste the horns of the future
Swallow the sulphur of the new order
To resist is
and a black
I'm hood ornaments
Junkies win awards in my tournaments
My shit is listed like informants pics
You know we order hits
Planes flying, niggas is
the owner, what you on?
Buckets of Dom P, how many you want?
My nigga, he brought his son, got his dad's face
We order crabcakes, table with mad plates
R&B
Damn back again up on track again
? 'round the bend
Some of y'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set out of sight out of mind
[Chuck D]
Damn back again up on track again
Some of why'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set
Out of sight out of mind
Hyprocites
Well you're dirty and sweet
Clad in Black
Don't look back
And I love you
You're dirty and sweet oh yeah.
Well you're slim and you're weak
You
at some sad black jokes
Hate so-called "intellectuals"
No balls, he suggests we vote
He stand all proud, speaking to correct his folks
He want
An eagle breaks the silence
And overflies the field
My eyes will try to follow
Till it vanishes away
Like candles in the darkness
We fight
Do the Shmoney Dance
Black mass Lucifer crucifixion
Hatchbacks used for drive-by shooter missions
I speak fluent in new pistols
A shoot addiction
I guess I'm going through change
Single mama man gotta hold up on my own
I never asked I was blessed
They don't wanna see me top view. eagles eye
fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flyin' in from somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly
Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up
know the only way to fly
I must find a golden eagle
Resting somewhere on the ground
And ride him ever westward
Never see the sun go down
Sometimes
hot?
Check one two, man don't stop, I'm not through black blood clot
In my view like that twat spread eagle cross the block
Need no ego to rock
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