Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Lynch mob, awww damn it issa lynch mob
Full equipped pitchforks flaming sticks, huh
Burn up the cross of Jesus Christ huh
Whoa God, Is that stupid or did iMiss sum?
Whoa now, hold up Mos ya better slow down
Show another side that's ya profile
Use foreplay before ya go down
Gotta pace yaself before you show out
No brakes, do the Mos when iShowcase
See if a couple hoods might show face
Find it quite ironic they can't keep pace
Yet and still they make it all about race
Why god, on my knees praying why god
Why many fake smiles all those frauds
Why do we war must there be odds
Like they settle scores doesn't that seem odd
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
For Emmit Till pack steel we can't breathe no
They just want us play ball shoot free throws
Reincarnate black ancestors, kill crackers no time for protestors
Emasculate my image leave my house defenseless
Pray I'm not the interest of white temptress
Tulsa Riots, no more black business
Ship me drugs arrest me before flip it
I just wanna mob to the bank
They'd much rather go&see me hang
Only stack they want is a plank
They see mules lemme tell you what iAin't
I could lose sight Bigsby Clayton
Still couldn't feel shit the that they on
Blonde hair blue eyes hollow no care
All white affair see ghosts when blacks there
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Trauma, when ya pinnacle is Obama
Can't have shit we f*ck up the commas
Front of the judge face ya honor
We celebrate Father's Day for mamas
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Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Lynch mob, awww damn it issa lynch mob
Full equipped pitchforks flaming sticks, huh
Burn up the cross of Jesus Christ huh
Whoa God, Is that stupid or did iMiss sum?
Whoa now, hold up Mos ya better slow down
Show another side that's ya profile
Use foreplay before ya go down
Gotta pace yaself before you show out
No brakes, do the Mos when iShowcase
See if a couple hoods might show face
Find it quite ironic they can't keep pace
Yet and still they make it all about race
Why god, on my knees praying why god
Why many fake smiles all those frauds
Why do we war must there be odds
Like they settle scores doesn't that seem odd
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
For Emmit Till pack steel we can't breathe no
They just want us play ball shoot free throws
Reincarnate black ancestors, kill crackers no time for protestors
Emasculate my image leave my house defenseless
Pray I'm not the interest of white temptress
Tulsa Riots, no more black business
Ship me drugs arrest me before flip it
I just wanna mob to the bank
They'd much rather go&see me hang
Only stack they want is a plank
They see mules lemme tell you what iAin't
I could lose sight Bigsby Clayton
Still couldn't feel shit the that they on
Blonde hair blue eyes hollow no care
All white affair see ghosts when blacks there
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Trauma, when ya pinnacle is Obama
Can't have shit we f*ck up the commas
Front of the judge face ya honor
We celebrate Father's Day for mamas
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Lynch mob, awww damn it issa lynch mob
Full equipped pitchforks flaming sticks, huh
Burn up the cross of Jesus Christ huh
Whoa God, Is that stupid or did iMiss sum?
Whoa now, hold up Mos ya better slow down
Show another side that's ya profile
Use foreplay before ya go down
Gotta pace yaself before you show out
No brakes, do the Mos when iShowcase
See if a couple hoods might show face
Find it quite ironic they can't keep pace
Yet and still they make it all about race
Why god, on my knees praying why god
Why many fake smiles all those frauds
Why do we war must there be odds
Like they settle scores doesn't that seem odd
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
For Emmit Till pack steel we can't breathe no
They just want us play ball shoot free throws
Reincarnate black ancestors, kill crackers no time for protestors
Emasculate my image leave my house defenseless
Pray I'm not the interest of white temptress
Tulsa Riots, no more black business
Ship me drugs arrest me before flip it
I just wanna mob to the bank
They'd much rather go&see me hang
Only stack they want is a plank
They see mules lemme tell you what iAin't
I could lose sight Bigsby Clayton
Still couldn't feel shit the that they on
Blonde hair blue eyes hollow no care
All white affair see ghosts when blacks there
Who that lil nigga boy at the white fountain
Dying of thirst know they probably drown him
That fear in his chest got his heart pounding
They kill him for less body unaccounted
Trauma, when ya pinnacle is Obama
Can't have shit we f*ck up the commas
Front of the judge face ya honor
We celebrate Father's Day for mamas
Writer: Neiman Jerry, Paul Degrate
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