Lyrics:
Black and deadly everyday but that's not my problem
Makin money with the family Black and deadly
Making Tracks, making stacks Black and deadly
Gangster
'Cause you a child
I ain't been the type to smoke backwoods or them black and milds
It's still fuck you 'cause I'm doing me
My dentist specialize in
Going for a drive going somewhere by a lake
I don't know time but I know time knows my fate
Treated like trash so all your efforts go to waste
I always
Going out for a late night
Sky's black and it feels just right
Not scared that we could die
Diamonds on our fist if we wanna fight
Putting on our
Red, Black & Blue
Lyrics by Jesse Blaze Snider
This is my new big stick policy, straight from my lips, to your ears.
This is my new foreign policy,
I gotta problem with my two lips
They're always saying something obscene
I gotta problem with my two lips
I just don't know where they've been
Maybe
'em say
Say I love you
Huh, heard 'em say
Money no be problem
Heard em say
Say baby boy you bad oh
Heard em say
Them say you the one oh
G'yeah
Heard em
of the plotline
Ain't no ringer on my phone, going dolo
If you got a problem, just call up the hotline
Thumb flickering, come in the club kickin it
Rolling my
on the floor from a liver punch
Aye we throwing smoke come get you some
Put feet on your chin how your lips run
Put hands on your face how you tongue wrestle
Put
yeah, sip, sip
Don't talk back, don't do lip-lip
Butterfly door, I got a four by, four by, four by, four by, four by, four by
Black Ops three, gotta kuda,
talking everywhere, this is Harlem
This is where that Black strive meet
Things change when you cross 110th street
And Lenox Malcom X, they on it by any
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
Bet you never been through that
Cuz you not me
But If you have that's what come with being black
Facts
I was harassed for being black
Became a routine
you don't need to smoke pot to realize that the real drug problem in this country is not the drugs. And we can help solve drug problems, crime problems
them not
(That's gangsta)
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why
ambition
Collect black marks when you try too hard
Not to treat her like another toy
It makes you mad you sleep so badly
'Cause you're out every
Hahaha go head
Uh yeah
You know what I really believe
Most of our problems are caused by
A lack of empathy
The ability or I say the inability to look
I am a black man
Yeah
I am a black man
I need a gun for my safety
Cus the boys tryna take me
We facing problems
Like we back in slavery
Tell me why
medicine, cause niggas bout to get sick
Calling me a hater cause I don't ride dicks
Read my lips, we got problems like Bloods and Crips
Love the sound
into brown ditches
Easy to forget
You gotta give me head
But now don't give me that look
Hey now I'm not going by that book
The Karma fucking Sutra
I
You will not be told again
This is your fucking chance
If you need help, ask
Failure to do so will result in the termination of you, the problem
Well
grips as she wraps around my hips
Kiss my lips, huggin' on the sheets, she getting blitzed uh
You bet not trust those dirty hoes
No no no
'Cause she will
as described in Charlottesville (Uh-oh)
But I'm not supposed to say that, right?
Cause the last man to say that hates blacks, right?
But I don't know that I'm
hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being
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