Lyrics:
Hello?
Yo, who this?
Yo, this-
Yo, what up, man?
Yo, what's up, dude? Who this?
This is the Black Thought
Oh, what's up, G?
What's good? Yo
glocks
But I'm a nigga for lie and a man by choice
Walkin through Chinatown a black man (nigga)
Walkin through the projects a balck man (nigga)
Go on then kiss my black foot, go on then
Yo, signed up to the gym 'cause I heard
Man are looking for me and my mates
After I’m done with pumping
no crime (YU, THE DON!)
Got cheese!
Next fall, you aunt got these
By the pound, if i cop trees (Don!)
Paid dues, bitch i dropped fees (JGE!)
Spending
Clear her bank out
Shoot her lips
She suck dick kardashian
Kylie Jenner think she black
Goth aesthetic
Dress all black
Ed hardy that's on the hat
Y2k my
the coup man cause breakin old habits so hard to do
[Notorious BIG]
Damn it feel good to see people up on it flip 2 keys in 2 weeks n didnt flawlet
my brain
greasey I'm a big lip you
A'yo your man'll can get slid with you
You and the squad takin to galoshes
I hold the engineer for hostage
And spit from
the liberation of Mozambique
The children of the old man O.R Tambo
The Luthuli detachment
Those who fought at Wankie
Led by Chris Hani
Rattling the AK47 on their
me?
Picture myself a old man a O.G.
Some niggas will conversate with liars all day
Time pass (Nah lemme start somethin' else)
Soul on ice death
Yeah
Yo
Yo
It’s been Four Hundred years
And it’s still whips and chains
Shackled down by man
But the freedom they scream
What rights?
When u always
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the old man down,
He never doubted that the rumor was real.
But there the old man stood by the store front,
With his white cane hanging from his belt.
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
land
Cause justice has been banned
So it's play dirty or die by the hand
That's holding all the guns
Plunged, deep into religion was my first
woman by my side
What you got is a prize a gift from the most high
We need you to complete the cipher bring wisdom to the word
Boy to a man, woman from
to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain.
The old man lived
her old man's store
But she don't get enough
She wanna earn some more
Daddy's little angel's
Tongue in cheek
So by the end of the week
She
they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop being controlled, we black zombies
Walking talking dead, though we
from dreaming...
Then I woke up from dreaming
OLD BRUSH ARBORS
(Darrell Edwards - G. Ardis)
« © '66 Glad Music »
(Old Brush Arbors by
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
a black man's might
I heard a sister say she don't like darker shades of black
On a man 'cause that's wack
But to my light skin sister can't you tell
You're
They think they're educated but they're just saying na-da
I see their lips a flappin' but all I hear is blah blah
They talking drugs and money
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
The red devil gives the blue bird a pink-slip
The purple power showers green into the white lips
Not everything is so black and gold
Attack the mold, never
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