I feel a change coming don't talk homie live it
It's 'kinda strange I feel I might not live to see it
The secrets being pulled out the archives
Black history revealed before our time
Absorbing lies for years thinking I knew s**t
Black on black when I should of been on a re-group tip
They muted us for years and re-wrote history
You wonder why we aggressive 'na it ain't no mystery
Yo I should have known no better
Weapons concealed under my sweater
I used to name the 'wetta's they were like my homies
Still a trend setter distanced all the fonies
I put down the 'chromeys and got my mind right
I stopped betting ponies got my grind right
The paranoias lonely on them dark nights
So stayed socialising with the blind types
Fights every other week funk on site
Im running battery on all types even dykes
Im living life at the speed of light
Blowing chase from the Feds like I was wearing spikes
On some Usain s**t when I was foot on
Michael Schumacher when its time to 'sput
Living the life of crook kinda made me more shook
Couldn't settle paranoia forcing me to keep look
I feel a change coming don't talk homie live it
It's 'kinda strange I feel I might not live to see it
The secrets being pulled out the archives
Black history revealed before our time
Absorbing lies for years thinking I knew s**t
Black on black when I should of been on a re-group tip
They muted us for years and re-wrote history
You wonder why we aggressive 'na it ain't no mystery
The devil wants me on his team 'cuz he knows I'm sick
He sent all the fiends helped me load them clips
He tried to sell me the dream helped me mash those chicks
And in the casino he help me stack those chips
But now I think he's pissed cuz he lost his grip
I think gods the real reason why those bullets missed
Yeah they kissed my garments but they missed my flesh
Bullet holes for my homie but he escaped death
The devil made me cold purchase lots of gold
Made me 'lowe football for fast doe on the road
Made me switch on homies made me rob the fonies
Made me lust for h**s when my girl home lonely
Made me pack the chromey paranoid and dopey
And preach negativity so please don't quote me
'Cuz Ive always had good in my heart
But it hard to see the light when you trapped in the dark
I feel a change coming don't talk homie live it
It's 'kinda strange I feel I might not live to see it
The secrets being pulled out the archives
Black history revealed before our time
Absorbing lies for years thinking I knew s**t
Black on black when I should of been on a re-group tip
They muted us for years and re-wrote history
You wonder why we aggressive 'na it ain't no mystery
Drag yourself out the sauce 'lowe the excuses
Slave ting run its course dash weh da nooses
On my papoose tip hard real talking
On a loose tip homie grim reaper stalking
Walking and living the street life was exciting
But on the real I hated the black on black fighting
You know hype ting trying to rep a set
Its either you or them so somebody's getting wet
Who got next new whip yeah I 'kopped that
Any man talking out of line yeah I boxed that
But I was wrong black acting the fool
I couldn't see they had me playing by the slavery rules
It's cool tho 'cuz now I see the bigger picture
I researched my history read a couple scriptures
No longer b*****s they my black queens
Trying to live good for 10 years had no dreams
I feel a change coming don't talk homie live it
It's 'kinda strange I feel I might not live to see it
The secrets being pulled out the archives
Black history revealed before our time
Absorbing lies for years thinking I knew s**t
Black on black when I should of been on a re-group tip
They muted us for years and re-wrote history
You wonder why we aggressive 'na it ain't no mystery