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All my whips is push to start
don't none of my whips got key holes in it
All black Rolls Royce just pushed off
one rapper with three or four freak

Taken out by Zimmerman’s conditioning
That any black kid in a hoodie is a suspect, a roughneck
Geraldo bought it, his son was upset
Like pops are you done

and white
All the colors changing everywhere
Good but heavy hearted faces
Bad souls playing games of trust
The world is grey and I must face that
Black

Darth Vader

Metro Boomin

Without Warning

2017

from nose on potato
I'm black like Darth Vader (yeah)

Big Ben take it to the hole on 'em
Ain't no room for a hater (no lames)
Private jet with

Eyes on Your Enemies

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

of terror and endless bloodshed 
Pity was not spared for no man  woman  child or rapper 
And believe 
For his rap was felt by everyone 
And this time when

Plan B

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

Bonnie, I'll be Mr. Clyde
Together we be catchin g's
Flipping keys, smokin weed
It's all about you and me
Causing major pain on this dope game
You be

Bong rips, bong rips, that's it Yo, take another two hits, pursuing through another
two keys Exotic percs, out her purse, exquisite scents
Out this

We Got Dem

Tinchy Stryder

Catch 22

2009

they trail by acres, 
Trust, no stress we're calm

We're shooting far, we got dem trust, 
We glow in the dark, 
We're some superstars, we got dem,

to gain by playing it fair
Shawty got me down to my Hanes
You woulda thought I had nothing to wear
All black women they just like spades
Bring them out

toach my brother then by guns be by gun
Cheffing
They turn to kentoky food
All they see is black white
They want to see what I done
Made a mess it was

consciousness
Trust me son ain't no stopping it
That crown keep on rocking it
Son hold your head up head up
And never let up let up
Son hold your head up head up

maybe black and proud to be 
I don't know no more I gotta go grab 
Chrome or go back home my only question when that storm gone go my only question When

little white rose
It could still turn black

No friends, no ceilings, no ends
Cover eyes with both hands
Bury face in my palm
Spirit broken put my pain in

I'm livin' with no regrets
(Ay yuh)
Everyone think they know me
But they not been staying on beat
I open my doors
And they wanting the key
My sentiment

in those words, yeah you might just vomit
And it's all fine by me babe
I'm only in it for harmonics
(I'm only in it for harmonics)
I'm only in it for

music
My formation in souls
Of those that chose to use it
No misunderstandings, I hand it to your ear
I prepare this year to stay sharp like spears

greatness in the making because he made me
But I hate myself I hate that I hate me
Tell me does anybody else pray what I'm praying?
God I wanna trust in your

times
Trust me we'll be fine
Keep being divine
We don't have to do this all by ourselves

There's nothing wrong with driving in the right lane
There's

times
Trust me we'll be fine
Keep being divine
We don't have to do this all by ourselves

There's nothing wrong with driving in the right lane
There's

grams ain't enough
Saucing cuz we ain't have much
That black rambo in the cut
Sticks out no hockey puck
Came up with no one to trust
Ahhhh
Come listen

Saucing cuz we ain't have much 
That black Rambo in the cut 
Sticks out no hockey puck
Came up with no one to trust
Ahh

Shout to the teachers that failed

Black & Brown

Xzibit

Full Circle

2006

Remember that? That's why we have to sit down
And speak about the black and the brown
Now I didn't come here to point no fingers
I know over the years

at the governor ball
I'm baggin' eight balls
That nigga had to tell his boo
Don't trust my ways laying by the pool
$3K for the shades
These rap niggas

again
My soul is black
No one can break this horrible chain
The funny fact
It's actually a crucial key
If you're in love with me
You should love my

Give