Lyrics:
For my theme song (black)
My leather black jeans on (black)
My by any means on
Pardon, I'm getting my scream on (black)
Enter the kingdom (black
back-to-back foreigns all in a row
Ride by the kid wit' the left up, draped up, dripped up
Hold up, I was just dabbin' by mistake
I was just fuckin' your
[ Kid ]
Alright, we want to thank y'all for comin down here
Listening to what we had to say
Before we go, we'd like to take a few questions
Eh -
buried by ya momma,
Black people in America, We gotta come together, We Got to
We special, And we all we got,
Black.
the game where you guess if inventions were made by Black.
We are here with our guest Ms. K. cre you ready to play
I am ready, as the kids say.. No Cap
Ok,
don't believe me, kid, come
I'll show you
Where lurks the black bastards who
Act like they know you
They say 'What up, black?", I say
"What up?", I'm
are single working
No excuse
If you married with kids
Sacrifice
Black King
I say this with love please
Not to directly point fingers
Lead us by example
Conflict resolution
Grandmama
Drilled it my mind
Black is Beautiful
Was always told
You should abide by the constitution
So why do I feel
Marginalized
like Covid-19
Cat hoppin' out of the black Lac
Calvin Klein shoes, Giani Bernini backpack
I been up and down, I been high and low
I been fighting a war,
a history of lies
Learning as a kid, who the black sheep is in nursery rhymes
White supremacists in supreme court, who read our rights
Unlawful oppression
At the first of the month we got them groceries for them kids
But nah, they're fucking up our mental, keeping us slaves
So we can't be successful black people
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
and right
The poor run
The rich catch
The kids caged
Sold to be raped
The poor sue
The rich brag
The kids lie
Attacked by both black and white
The poor
ya say shit get my dick out cha mouth
Mr. E is who I be
OG fo 93
Studio BGs gets no L O V
To the east i'm feelin hap
Was the hap white black
As I get
the ceiling
(I never knew I'd)
I don't do Black music, I don't do white music
I make fight music for high school kids
I put lives at risk when I drive
through
GO!
Kids in a fast lane living for today
No rules to abide by and no one to obey
Sex, drugs and fun is their only thought and care
Another swig
crack by the swings
Now the kids dodge gunshots and the old folks tryinna intervene
He don't give a fuck cause he gettin money
Try to stop it he gone let
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
the black and the brown
I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
Who identify themselves by the colors they wear
The homey came through to put
me for all my sinnin'
I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin'
My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions
By the time he 18, he on his own
And I got love for white people and
Black people, Brown people
Native American, Indigenous people
Cause we're all saved by the blood, but don't label me
kid
Verse 2
Fuck all the black people Jews illegal immigrants
cnd all them stupid letters corrupting the alphabet
Our race is dying off and it's
nutrients
All we need is a little sunshine
You know, some exposure
You don't need to keep your kids
We we don't need to keep our
Kids closed in and indoors
We
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