Lyrics:
Foxxx, Bunchy The Fat Bastard, Naughty By Nature and all the real thugs out there
(Who fi broke-broke an who fi rich-rich)
Keep it comin'!
(Outlaw
future for us young black men
Cause we always get killed, or sent to the pen
But even, Malcolm X was a ex-convict
And you can bet I won't go fo' it next
Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
And some'n European
oh-oh-oh)
(Say it now)
Glory Glory Hallelu
Glory for Plug One and Two
But that glory's been denied
By condescending dookie eyes
People think they diss
oh-oh-oh)
(Say it now)
Glory Glory Hallelu
Glory for Plug One and Two
But that glory's been denied
By condescending dookie eyes
People think they diss
all black in the night time
I don't bang no more but we can bop it out
I pulled up just to see what he was talkin' bout
c lotta nigga hard till they in
And crack under pressure when it's time they facin'
Get to bumpin' they gums, rollin' over
Breakin' the rules and regulations
Wild nigga not stickin'
than Berry Boss so check the golden child,
throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild.
But truck-tracks, rhymes all day, breaking off niggaz
she said sore ho, I no dey fear anything so firi ho ko
She told me I must abide by the law, or get locked in the cell with the kromfuos
She said never
a friend
Lonely with your photograph again
I've been overthinking barricading on my own
It's so personal
I'm not sorry that I've sinned at all
Carrying
dick
Spread your lips, get off my dick
Party’s packed, party’s packed
Let me get a part of that
Black clover up in this bitch
And no, he don’t know how
niggas ain't score shit
Oh "GLOCC 40 a hoe" they don't know shit
Feel like Shmurk, when I catch 'em it's no diss
Let 'em talk about me 'til I get pissed
to find the light
But it's hard to get around when it's all pitch-black
Okay, okay
The inner workings of our mind keep us from flying away
All the fear
the draft bruh
And they like the way Black clean the glass up
Two hit me up around eight
Said get up we cannot be late
I know its too early
You know that i'm
can block it but I'm a still get in
This ain't a TKO in the first
But it's some shit from a nigga in black it's much worse
Than a beat from Tyson cuz
to Sudan,
QBC's finest, Bing, Crime Fam, Killa Kids, Malik The Hitler,
Hot Bars, Mo King, shouts to Pop, Wild Gremlins, Germ and Norm,
let's get it on....
boundaries... only personal pleasing... coward... yes I call myself this... control... control me... sit back now... piss it all away.. loser losing lost...
I'm blowin' on granddaddy and all my kids happy its a miracle
[Chorus: x 2]
It seem like I'm dreamin', ah somebody pinch me
Am I supposed be in
[There you are]
What just happened?
What did I do?
Can you hear me cry?
I'm out here all alone
Oh why?
How could I be such a loser in life?
How do I
Thought we had truth it was all just a lie
You knew I trusted and knew that I’d buy
My head is just spinning
Please give me a minute
I don’t at all get it
ways
Sitting sideways, all black, laid it down like PS3
Hit a touché, on the Brûlée
When I play the Hill like Dule
Flick a stainless steel skillet
With a bloody corpse
Jacket on the floor black hole
With the sign on
You'll be sorry every hater that be talking
'bout me come and get it
Go and take
mean shit it's a fact learn a lesson
I'm mean really cause I'm black I'm a felon, right?
I was up in the 617
I been in hell, trynna get to the heavens
freefall make you feel some of these
Oh by hollow tips pinned in your ass
Get off the Earth the fact that you even in my class
Yo
All my live niggas get
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