Once in a while
I put on a smile please pray for the child
Mild depression, got me stressing
Who are you testing man thats interesting
All of this shit man i say with my chest then never inhale it
No commitment f*ck it i'm bailing
Try to be wavy
I guess that I'm sailing
I guess that i'm sailing
But guess what i'm selling
Enhancement for black ad-f*cking-vancement
I'm holding all you stereo types at f*ckin ransom
This is not an anthem on how i'm how i'm shooting my brethren
Or how i'm smashing on karen
Tho I do want a mcclaren
Misoginy is so beyond me
Like god lee
Its not my hobby
Mr. Miyagi to yo bullshit
All I ever hear is still full clips
It's like these niggas too obsessed with bullets.
Our music moving in incriments of murdering innocence
In too deep, make em think it's cool to be venison
They Dead meat, targets in the city's we living in
Officers of the law, and then the gang bangin citizens
Is this it? Legacy of moor kingdoms and black psalms
Ancestors telling story's written on black palms
You can call me thug but i swear i'm a black God
Talking hoes and slaughter like you aint got sons or daughters. you caught up
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Once in a while
I put on a smile please pray for the child
Mild depression, got me stressing
Who are you testing man thats interesting
All of this shit man i say with my chest then never inhale it
No commitment f*ck it i'm bailing
Try to be wavy
I guess that I'm sailing
I guess that i'm sailing
But guess what i'm selling
Enhancement for black ad-f*cking-vancement
I'm holding all you stereo types at f*ckin ransom
This is not an anthem on how i'm how i'm shooting my brethren
Or how i'm smashing on karen
Tho I do want a mcclaren
Misoginy is so beyond me
Like god lee
Its not my hobby
Mr. Miyagi to yo bullshit
All I ever hear is still full clips
It's like these niggas too obsessed with bullets.
Our music moving in incriments of murdering innocence
In too deep, make em think it's cool to be venison
They Dead meat, targets in the city's we living in
Officers of the law, and then the gang bangin citizens
Is this it? Legacy of moor kingdoms and black psalms
Ancestors telling story's written on black palms
You can call me thug but i swear i'm a black God
Talking hoes and slaughter like you aint got sons or daughters. you caught up
I put on a smile please pray for the child
Mild depression, got me stressing
Who are you testing man thats interesting
All of this shit man i say with my chest then never inhale it
No commitment f*ck it i'm bailing
Try to be wavy
I guess that I'm sailing
I guess that i'm sailing
But guess what i'm selling
Enhancement for black ad-f*cking-vancement
I'm holding all you stereo types at f*ckin ransom
This is not an anthem on how i'm how i'm shooting my brethren
Or how i'm smashing on karen
Tho I do want a mcclaren
Misoginy is so beyond me
Like god lee
Its not my hobby
Mr. Miyagi to yo bullshit
All I ever hear is still full clips
It's like these niggas too obsessed with bullets.
Our music moving in incriments of murdering innocence
In too deep, make em think it's cool to be venison
They Dead meat, targets in the city's we living in
Officers of the law, and then the gang bangin citizens
Is this it? Legacy of moor kingdoms and black psalms
Ancestors telling story's written on black palms
You can call me thug but i swear i'm a black God
Talking hoes and slaughter like you aint got sons or daughters. you caught up
Writer: Sean Burns
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