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black women,

Man,
cll of it's dead,

Cancel them,
Or me, or you,
Who's telling the truth?

Man,
cll of it's dead,

Gyal get BBLs,
cnd lip shots,
cnd tit
after
Not this time
But should I ever be lonely when night falls
And flooded by memories
You'll say suck it up, big boy
Then you're going to say
I'ma know how to handle
Black and white diamonds it look like a panda

All these missed calls
Got her pissed off
My neck she left lip gloss
Damn I guess
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
growing out
Every hole in me
AMERICAN WAY
How did it start?
Thousands of creeps
Killed in the park
AMERICAN WAY
Try and explain
Scab of a nation
Driven
and the scabs colluded,
status quo for that Amazon package you get.
City sheriff handle transport for court cases,
protecting border agents seeking deportation,
Yeah

Above my head is a
Black cloud; overcast, wit' a chance of rain
Wonder swarmed wit' thunderstorms; I was handed pain
Damaged brain, so a loner;
scab
And even as a child this life moves way too fast
Exponential in fact, to shooting laters and back, to street fighter from pack
To puberty while
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
the first sip
Of my overfizzy Asahi
And my bahn mi arrives from Uber Eats
Saigon Express and I find its contents
Cold and soggy by the time they touch
My ever
The only thing I have
And yea I'm peeling niggas off
Like a fucking scab
And this bitch want the dick every
Time she pop a tab but I'm ok with that
I just
of progeny
None shall be spared by the wrath of the Black fed by furious envy

Lies cannot spill from the mouths of the dead for this time of dread is 
But
more as the earth spins around

*Marz*
i get visions and flashbacks of me on horseback
dressed in black, a severed head on my lap
lips and assholes
and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with
to cuss out
Parasuco gettin insulated by the structure
Body so powered that the labels be stickin out in 3-D
We salute the ladies - raped over time
the roof
Have a baby by me baby
I be feelin you
You my only one
Time tell it's tried and true
Black men don't cheat
You was blessed at the mouth
Them smooth
Unsaved number
Satisfy my hunger
Your jet black lover
Jet black lover
Bitter cigarettes on your lips
Don't care, we been feening for this
Of the poisons,
we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea
All around your lips
'Cos you
get the lips on your
Pussy swole playin' that pussy role
I got bars like phone car reception
But stay strapped like back packs, gat black
Biggie Smalls
consciousness and hold dominion over all space and time.




I know you are darkness but I am craving for that shade of black.
I wish we could be together right
The likes of me, F-you-D-G-E brains compete
Wit CP0-three's intelligence
Accompanied by Mike Z-double-O-T
Shabaam Sahdeeq, Skam, Kweli, and Spinna
shawty by my side an she super fine
Oh shit now you got me singing oh my god
Love the way yo lips taste baby lollipop
Triple black 95s baby just because
life, live it
Proud to be black, young and gifted
Lifted by the knowledge and
Taking the right route
Gang violence needs to be wiped out
A-L-M-IG-H Ty
the grime, and we dance to a very different drum

Once upon a time a time that was not long ago
there lived a little boy infected by the evils of this world

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