Lyrics:
have been cofounder
I was willing to acquiesce
Now my investors the biggest boys
With whom he'd love to chill
While Ill do whatever to fund my dreams
means
That's just imperative
I'm kool calm collective don't Have me step out my character
I rather uplift ya'
Instead of embarrass ya'
We ain't
practice all about preach
Call me a bigot
If you don’t like what I teach
Try to destroy me
When you don’t like what I say
You are the lynch mob
You are
Well Martin's dream has become Rodney's worst nightmare.
Can't walk the streets, to them we are fair game,
Our lives don't mean a thing.
Like
back (never go back)
Queens'll always have your back (always)
I'm thinking Roberta Flack (yeah)
First time I ever saw your face I fell in love just
money, money, money, money ain't the motive
What's your name again? Nobody knows it
Don't speak to me nigga, you not important
I'm focused
They say I
Dream
Cause in reality it ain't what it seems
A house inside the suburbs with the family
I know you know the theme, but that ain't so if you don't have
back alive
Now we all in a zombie movie
Only weapon is common sense
Zombie sheriffs is tryna to lynch us
Guess I'll call up my congressmen
Pick
Get an Oscar, I bet and
I don’t want to leave you, but I’m
Being pulled by the ocean current
And I have to swim across it
Hoping, that you are waiting
This ones for the fallin' who don't get to live
For the legacy you built that you couldn't give
All the drive to survive, couldn't make it out alive
upon the beat, Elite, the heat is premium
Delete the competition, have 'em wishin' I was feelin' 'em
I take the track to higher heights, like voices
sisqo, or 'cause I'm insane
Brotha Lynch's been through the same thing though
But X-raided can be tripping over no hoe
So I got my 9 I was stressing
Trew
unfortunately (I got you, though)
The world is just going to drag on and on (I know how it is)
And we have a poem that we've written particularly (I said, I
For a slice of the cheese
And they ask why I don't fuck with niggas, nigga please
Peel back onion have em leaked
Fake hood niggas like a peach, fuzzy
no one, I'm steady goin' upward
Hater blockers on, I don't give two shits
Keep my dollars buildin' up, keep my credentials in check
Too much money
Diallo's killers going free paid by society
Now I know you don't care about me
Hey-we should be burning and looting,
Believe me, start exchanging 41 for 90
beyond the pale
I don't need nobody on my tail
At the grocer let me have my piece, and let me have my peace, and I'll be on my way
And I don't mean to go
angel dust if don't you think so
Willie Lynch, Devil's Punchbowl, The New Jim Crow
Robbed and spoiled, hid in prison houses
How could read this book
'm staying ahead of my dreams so the fuck could I sulk about
For real, I'll never be satisfied still, I don't be vocal out loud
Respect is due, I show it,
I'm good at (oh)
But don't be me, 'cause if you grow up and you go and O.D.
They're gonna come for me and I'ma have to grow a goatee
And get
I'm good at (oh)
But don't be me, 'cause if you grow up and you go and O.D.
They're gonna come for me and I'ma have to grow a goatee
And get
Trapped in a place where the demons are real don't think I can breathe
Nightmares Can't wake up don't feel like a dream
Escape reality we go way
know my name in Alba lounge
Oh wow I promised them I'll come by but ever my come up I act like I don't have time
And they act like they don't know us
to gain either
So what's the use?
My last name is Lynch, bitch
And I brought a noose
So I swear to God, you better mow my grass
Jésus you don't have to be
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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