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Black Man Blues
by Abanga Etuk
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Verse 1:
Black man, I see you doing your thing. Trynna make ends meet, while instilling the peace. Many odds are against you, they got your back to the wall. We don’t trip on mosquitoes, see we just spray on some off. Niggas pointing fingers, cracking jokes; not knowing you lit. I got stories for days, I just wait on my turn to spit. See it’s many things, many days, many flings. Pay to come across anything, paying to help your living scene. But that’s just me and how I’m coming. I am protecting sisters and brothers, from mine and other mothers. Human trafficking, they making fake vaccines; and capping. Pretending like they care for what’s happening. Back to my people you are very important. You don’t need to die for acceptance, that image is distorted. Criticism on drugs, and they the ones that import them. I am not a chile, take that baby talk and abort it, real shit.
Verse 2:
Acting brand new, but your price tag missing. Really it’s just your ego, trynna keep up with your pimping. But keep the bull shit I’m not Pippen. Came through dripping, I’m switching lanes cause the hate is relentless. I’m coming home from working doubles, trynna drink away my troubles. I’m humble but the gems I spit are merely subtle. And when I’m feeling blue I sugarcoat it. This generational trauma, I call it poker like its Texas Hold Em. Neglect the quota watch they die off like a bad controller. Cut off my feelings , remote control them, cause it get cold like Minnesota. I will be the greatest, I’ll billy goat em. Taking acceptance speeches, selling tickets and tokens. I had a couple days, had to run a couple plays. Got me a few dollars, now it’s sweet like marmalade. Or maybe sweepstakes, I never been a cheapskate. And my boys a dental hygienist just for you teeth sake.
Verse 3:
Came in saw you laying, you was half sleep also praying. I ask you about your day and, I tell you it’s for the taking. Sorry if I’ve mistaken, just tell them that I’m done faking. Hearts heavy so I’ll say it, just tell them destine for greatness. I tell them fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em until I bust a nut. I was fighting everybody squabble had me looking rough. Had a nigga stuck, making more enemies than bucks. When I’m really jaded, really faded. Down on my luck. It was me, myself, and I. We was all catching the bus. Keep a few scantrons with me I’m always testing luck, but I prevail. I come back kicking, giving them hell. Free all of my niggas, currently in that jail cell. For real.
Verse 1:
Black man, I see you doing your thing. Trynna make ends meet, while instilling the peace. Many odds are against you, they got your back to the wall. We don’t trip on mosquitoes, see we just spray on some off. Niggas pointing fingers, cracking jokes; not knowing you lit. I got stories for days, I just wait on my turn to spit. See it’s many things, many days, many flings. Pay to come across anything, paying to help your living scene. But that’s just me and how I’m coming. I am protecting sisters and brothers, from mine and other mothers. Human trafficking, they making fake vaccines; and capping. Pretending like they care for what’s happening. Back to my people you are very important. You don’t need to die for acceptance, that image is distorted. Criticism on drugs, and they the ones that import them. I am not a chile, take that baby talk and abort it, real shit.
Verse 2:
Acting brand new, but your price tag missing. Really it’s just your ego, trynna keep up with your pimping. But keep the bull shit I’m not Pippen. Came through dripping, I’m switching lanes cause the hate is relentless. I’m coming home from working doubles, trynna drink away my troubles. I’m humble but the gems I spit are merely subtle. And when I’m feeling blue I sugarcoat it. This generational trauma, I call it poker like its Texas Hold Em. Neglect the quota watch they die off like a bad controller. Cut off my feelings , remote control them, cause it get cold like Minnesota. I will be the greatest, I’ll billy goat em. Taking acceptance speeches, selling tickets and tokens. I had a couple days, had to run a couple plays. Got me a few dollars, now it’s sweet like marmalade. Or maybe sweepstakes, I never been a cheapskate. And my boys a dental hygienist just for you teeth sake.
Verse 3:
Came in saw you laying, you was half sleep also praying. I ask you about your day and, I tell you it’s for the taking. Sorry if I’ve mistaken, just tell them that I’m done faking. Hearts heavy so I’ll say it, just tell them destine for greatness. I tell them fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em until I bust a nut. I was fighting everybody squabble had me looking rough. Had a nigga stuck, making more enemies than bucks. When I’m really jaded, really faded. Down on my luck. It was me, myself, and I. We was all catching the bus. Keep a few scantrons with me I’m always testing luck, but I prevail. I come back kicking, giving them hell. Free all of my niggas, currently in that jail cell. For real.
