Lyrics:
the microphone master
Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull
Fucky with Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
Niggaz talk about killin and never get to it
Fuck
the gat, get the gat?
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black
I'm black, whether I'm poor or rich
Or rich or poor though it's all the same shit
I'm black even though my skin's kind of light
That mean my
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs autoshotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird
like it’s Beetlejuice*
We hanging with no-ops but flow here Can be the noose*
Girl Please get off online and go take walk by the seashore
I was in
cuzins get it (get it) well
A couple of em yeah they wit it (wit it)
I just want em all in it (ohh yeah)
Troof troof yeah (troof troof)
Why don't my mama
a punk
You called me a loser, you said I was dumb
I bet y'all wouldn't bully the
Man I'd become because
I'm Tom MacDonald, I'm Tom MacDonald
And now it's
don't bring home Jerome
I am the free nigga archetype
I am the light and the beacon, you can ask the deacon
It's funny when you get extra money
Every
Plus, a Bullet for your Valentine
I give them 3 Days Grace
Best know that I be back for mine
Wow, what a Green Day
It was a Black Sabbath
Now I hit
back
To how I left her no stress bruh
Nigga get your racks up
It's all a game first till
Them feds bustin at ya (at ya)
Hoes is hoes and bitches choose
Sabbath
Playing it off, stinking like I'm bathing a corpse
Getting frisked by pigs in my Porsche like I'm David Lee Roth
It's the new mutants, torched your
it's all about
No black magician telling me to get my soul out
Don't believe in violence, I don't even believe in peace
I've opened the door and my mind
rod that's
No cap nigga no flodge
Hidin' keys in the garage
Hit a driveby all black Dodge
Throwing gang signs up high
Praying to God I don't get mossed
would meet a standard
Blasting master of reality by black sabbath
Hip hop punk nigga get fucked up getting hammered
Make it easy for my love ones
All those who have hailed the black arts, come now… (thou) gather on here…
join us into our legions thus summoning thy might
for we shall unleash
like
the waters : day by day : not long
and you'll cover it all : but for us :
who once filled this country : like
stars in heaven : it's summer's end
when I’m attacking the horde
Of wack rappers, backpackers, emo pussies
Mad hatters, feeble rookies, like Black Sabbath-
You’re paranoid, It’s the planet
like
Ima put an order in and Ima get you for the night
Cuz if it's one thing about if I get to set the price
Anything that Solo touching prolly bettering
Counting these bands is a habit
Rockstar Black Sabbath
Leather jacket blue jeans
Moon walk-in billy Jean
Wu tang get the cream
Any Sunday willie beam
I
Start fillin my lungs
Couple KitKats
And a Reeces yeah
Surrounded by snow
And it's knee-deep oh
CDs bumpin in the Camry
Found a rare candy
In the Safari
snatchin' every penny, it gotta be that way, nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin', I make the President get a facelift
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
are tryna get up in my face (like what?)
Like O.M.G. it's AJ Trace (oh my God)
Baby boy, I wanna be your mate (yeah)
I... made a milli', then I did
platter, fuck the chatter
Came through with the K, had it spraying like a bladder
Fuck all of that talking, got my black on with the bandana
Fully loaded
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