Lyrics:
challenge the fake
Most valuable sp-1200 gold medals
Rae progidy ghost rhyme professional
The original, pete rock is like soul on ice
Dynamite with the mic
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
Ba ba boogie on the mix
I wonder is there black up in the hills
Dye my hair and black my nails
Cause empty how I feel
Push away I push away to heal
the mix of it they say all live matter
Only because devalued black lives are the factor
The system isn't broken this is all by design
One group is labeled
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
prophecy
My attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's
attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's quick to pull it?
by the future
I love his heritage
He is wise enough to know himself and judge accordantly
A wise mind know his body
But Tut is flawed
How he gon reply
never broke
[Talking]
Oh I see
So what you're saying is a girl
Is something like an investment
Keep your revenues up to par
And all you need is
that baulin'!, cryin'! .....lyin'!
Cause this black Queen is shinin', you didn't know I was Lieutenant
Bitch, well that's primary
You just
ruined by the sirens
Vivid scriptures, thou shall not waste time fronting for a friends list
Can I get a witness
Life’s shit I need white towel
So many
need help Because the black man is God
The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil
I need help So this is to bring
need help Because the black man is God
The government is after me And the worst is, black man is the Devil
I need help So this is to bring
they sniff
Song Lyrics Generator a Super Kinda Gangsta
A Super Kinda Gangsta an Original Song
By hezzy badass
He gets on with life as a gangsta
He's
is
She fucking with the kid
All up in the mix
Baby I'm a big boss tell me what it is
Suttin in the whip
I'm driving with a risk
Baby I'm a big
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
original
Dogg Pound criminal, ya ever heard of me?
Kurupt, Young Gotti, motherfucker D-P
Why is life fucked up? Toe-up
Scrapin' from the flo' up
what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up
Live it up, hold
performance is enormous, the way that I stay up on 'em
I catch 'em and let 'em have it, what's up with my opponents?
I hold it down for the 2-1, I'll be
and hearts
I'll bring someone to life, is what I wanna do
I wanna create my own version of you
Well, it must be the winter of my discontent
I wish
you what you want
The rhymes I got plenty, degrees one hundred and twenty
And if you want some then jump the fuck in it
Love of my life
Ring,
is in full information gathering mode
She remembers to this day what I ordered, not the most Expensive nor the least expensive
Menu items, as someone
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