Lyrics:
the industry be fucking with you
Knock em 1 by 1
And 2 by 2
I will never take my foot up off the gas Im comin' thru
I'm here to stay bitch I'm headed to the top
Britney Spears
And these little Disney queers
Who use chicks for beards?
Just made that up too
Oh, and the Shady 2.0
We wrote it in roman numerals like
Base 2 Base by BeLikeJBlair
(Hook)
Base 2 Base
Place 2 place
I know this Life’s a bitch &
we can’t Change the pace but
Base 2 base
Place 2
ballot in the hall of fame
I'm a one of one trailblazer
Running circles blazing trails
By coming through
Unleashing all the flame
Revolutionizer
Gotta make
microphone on
then blow on to make sure, the sound is strong!
So y'all get up, keep your head up, and then gear up
Heav' is in the funk, the Boyz in
the wall of building six
After school we'd dodge syringes catching tadpoles in the ditch
Every other weekend Dad would pick us up for two days
Eating cold
I woke up
And smelled roses
Fresh cut
From my garden
Half a dozen in a vice
Sitting by the faucet
I checked my messages
While sitting on the toilet
of being white (what?)
You can't say the n word without startin' a fight (what's up my nigga?)
Couldn't dance to a beat, I'd have two left feet
Even if I
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
Somebody give them the volleyballs
If you love her, don't ever send her to mally mall's
Homie if she lonely she might end up in macauly's claws
Coming out
to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify
tracks
A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black
My culture, glides and attacks just like a vulture
Ghostface in Madison Square is on your poster
Oasis and be Bon Jovi
I'm on my Black Lives Matter but the blondes know me
I'm in a mansion by myself, but I'm a proud lonely
I'm on the top floor,
like 50 Glocks
My whip 2 grips, drive by empty out a clip
Black Card, Black Car, Drive it forwards like a NASCAR
Dumb Ops, drop top, pull up on you
are rotating in a peaceful circular movement
Pushed by a strong but constant whirlwind
All are worried and confused
She picks up her notebook from
I got a plan in command on your ass, bitch
The little short young niggas is with caskets
You bein' front black nigga rolled up layed up on your
the stoupe is
Yeah, told 'em, have gun will travel
Blowing herb metals, black son still gravel
Bronzeman, oblong javelins in my cabinet
Detroit submit
the music
Black-on-Black rhyme
Leads 2 Black-on-Back crime
That means it's that time
For us 2 change the narrative
Wake up & open ya eyes
Black music is
Double fucked by two black studs
Double fucked by two black studs
Double fucked by two black studs
In the back of Sophie's Bar
Double fucked by
or two I've never read
And more than a dozen gonna read again
Like Blue Highways and The Land Remembers
Black Elk Speaks and Fire On The Mountain
Rural
from the Dogg I'm from Long Beach
That's the city where the skinny carry strong heat
I was up late night ballin'
Countin' up hundreds by
hell no, ya gotta go
Ya finger getting ,...way 2 close to da booty hole
Black fist, strong, solid, planet fitness
This ain't no Christmas tree, it's
have thought this man in black was soft
And had any yellow up his back
I gave that notion up the day a lumberjack came in
And it wasn't to pray
Yeah, he
at the state we in
Look at the state we in
Now I say, "One time for my niggas that be holdin' they own
Two times for the independent women that's strong
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