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KID from the old school
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
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Now my wrist wet like a fish
My dick big as it gets
Both fists black as Whoopie lips
I’m rich bitch got 2 healthy kids
Pandemic level how my life came
And there we were, screamin', "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could
the break you rap the cornbread hey
See I'm a big old black man a big old black man
A big old black wacky tacky black man
Born w/my mama arrived alone
them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed
You don't know me, you're too old, let go,
were toting their guns
Their idol-a-man on air force one
Swearing white privilege is dead and gone
Now ain't he selling the same old song?
I loaded my
me to the test
You'll find the black sheep loves his dad for better than the rest
Year by year sped quickly by the father now grown old
He called
press fast forward
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hit's, well
I don't give a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
confuse
I lose my peoples in the words you choose
For writer was wrong, or, man, what you think?
Accept my Black, so how the hell you diss Pink?
And yet you
confuse
I lose my peoples in the words you choose
For writer was wrong, or, man, what you think?
Accept my Black, so how the hell you diss Pink?
And yet you
crazy and they beat the old man
Then they picked him up off the ground
Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed
Till the black
Spanish with the plug havin' convos
Bleek Lair ran lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carload
In the top, hit
to touch the hem of that garment they say that heals
Black heart black soul black tie black suit
Black gloves black shoes black hair black lips too
Black
to touch the hem of that garment they say that heals
Black heart black soul black tie black suit
Black gloves black shoes black hair black lips too
Black
looks like an accident
Um, flowing like my pad is the maxiest
My bitch white and black like she's been mimicking a panda
It's the dark skinned nigga,
T
The pro-black Grammy goes out to Public Enemy
'Cause they too black and they too God damn strong
And we gonna give the lip-sync God damn motherfuckin Grammy
out to Ice T
The pro-black grammy goes out to Public Enemy
Cause they too black and they too God damn strong
And we gonna give the lip-sync God damn
I'm wit'a bad bitch
With a black glick and it's plastic (Glock)
See y'all niggas been talking mad shit
And till we catch u stretch u like u elastic
By
look like the leader
Of the Kirk Klax Klan
I'ma serve backhands, reverse back slam
The day you see your first black man
You'll be like
"Word dude i heard
froze up
Shit, bro's just chinging this guy, I think he's gone and lost his composure
Outside's way too hot, man'll get splashed by the super soaker
watchin me with recorders
My name Christian cooper, a bird connoisseur
Got my life put at risk by a white womans lips
Watchin birds in the trees
Thought she
Bill Thaxton was an ex-ranger
One of the bravest by far
It's said that old Bill was the fastest man ever
To pin on a ranger's star
Stories about him
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