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Black
01:54
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Tell em meet me at the back door
Even though we lost Steven Jobs
No windows at this house party
Still I am a mac though
Even though we lost Stephen Hawking
When the telephone ring bet she won't hit me back though
Blue bars, not a galaxy
Black star, quasar, bitch I'm proud of me
In actuality she is the queen
So froggy ass niggas always make me wanna leap
Naturally I'll end up king with some causalties
Eggs will be cracked if you try to make omelets
And if you emulate, you will never measure up
You a quart in a cup
Ima gallon, a liter, millimeter from releasing the ether like Weeknd & Bieber
She likes weekends & b-days but
I like Medulla Oblongatta
Bonita apple bottom what's the problem
I know that it's apple bum I'll gibe you some
To think about when the night is done
You'll be the numero uno
Ichi, ni, san
Whipping nissans of centralia out to paramount
Paraguas por la lluvia si tu viajas out to Oregon
Bring the epsom salt
Running freestyles after school
Busting uncles it's a ruckus cool
Common denomin wasn't common sense
Common wealth held for the 1%
Throwing Jay's rock while listening to Jay Rock
Top dawg too fast, Faiyaz
If I told Chirs bet he'd fade y'all
Black Excellence
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Kings
05:29
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Been a good kid but it's only relative
Ahead of the others I hold my truth
And it's self evident
That everything just ain't equal
Feeling pressed like a shirt that's wrinkled
Check the lingo
Noventa cinco I was swimming
Parents said they was done having children
But you know my pops a G
Plus that Marvin Gaye
By noventa seis I was living
In a city adjacent to a couple of places
Leave you black and blue if you be wearing red
Have you spilling red if you be wearing blue
And all the above if you black and you encounter police
It's one of those things you learn on the screen
Niggas think they the don, the king
Until they end up getting Rodney'd, Martin'd
Immunity, impunity, paid vacations, extended leave
Extend the olive branch
Mothafucka Ima need the tree
From the powers that be
Cowards that sleep
Peacefull lke this shit's a normal thing
And for that reason there can be no kings
I was like 11, Breezy put hands on Rihanna
At the age of 7, tried to put Mike in the slammer
It was chilling, we were just children chilling with lil Bill
Now that nigga stanky like the kitchen after momma made chitlens
The quaalude masseuse, it's a different world
Used to believe I could fly until he pissed on a girl
Guess Ima caged bird
Icarus in the river styx
The sun is undefeated so we put Him on crucifix
Go head, belittle my nature
The worst part about a halo is you can't see it
Affected the way that I'd be treated since a fetus
This is the treatise & latrine so obscene
The only highest up witness the scene
Trickle down economics
If you shooting a star you make profit
The media shower ain't stoppin
Got the horoscopes, the horror show
The more you know, the worse it gets
The message is subminial
The condor flying so high, it's pigeon holed
If you wondering why, it's simple hoe
Become to affluential they gon get you
We see what they do with our black symbols
And for that reason, there can be no kings
I feel ashamed that I played their game
Tell every fucking body when I walk up in the building
They can suck my dick
Richard the third, he probably stole my stick
Shake the spear, vapor clear, that's vicks
Maybe Michael, check the title, nigga I'm not your rival
Not your equal, put me on a track tha's lethal
Let my kind ways decieve you
Cause when we in the booth, my intention's to kill niggas
Friend or Foe, pick em off, eenie meenie minee moee
Catch a nigga lacking on his flow then its time to go
Steel sharpens steel so my nigga you already know
I'm on it like an Onyx on an awning
In a metropolitan area on the barrier of falling
In my genetics is ever-phonetic
Effortless, don't you forget it
I've been grinding so hard I can't sleep sleep
While they copying tunes, I act me
Like beep beep, morse corde, you'll never figure it out
A gay crip that's a bear in a big blue house
The same goes for a sigma
If you don't like my bars you can ligma
Nigga I can fight the gods with no regard of all the odds
Gimme everything you own like a bank withdrawl
With masks on, they masquerade with fake facades
I take my aim and break em off
Your king is gone
If I die would my verses fade away
If I'm alive would they ever say I'm great
Accolades & all the praise I want it
Happiness & brighter days, I wonder
They say the crown corrupts absolute
But I'd rather it be me and not you cause it's true
That niggas get clipped catching fades my nigga
My momma killed her dreams cause she hit a glass ceiling
She got another job out of sorrow with the small hope
Of preserving the dream I was pursuing
So really I gotta do it
Fuck what you think it's really deeper than music
I carry more than just lbs, this LPs like an elephant sent directly from Vishnu
That mean I open chakras whenever my wrist move
And only Jesus Christ can determine how 12 move
Cause they OD
Half past 12 had 12 rolling 60 deep
Tryna keep the EUG look like LBC
And I ain't talking bout dice
Momma said I'm gonna kill myself by the way that I drive
So until my doors like the 15 me
Ima whip it until I can't use my legs
Mothafucka I'm nice
Been treat the game like an encore
I came, I saw, I conquered
And right there was a double entendre
For the mundanes while I eat my lasagna
I hate y'all
Yes indeed
You mothafukas wouldn't last in Thebes
Lacerate the lamb of Nazareth
And bring him back like Lazarus
Use his blood to wash a glock
To kill a planter off just to make a masterpiece
Kick an orange, Donald T
Just for the tangent, tangent, tangerine property
Yeah Nagato
I've been drowning in pain since like 9 years old
But I kept all that shit inside an envelope
Just like report cards when you didn't make honor roll
Gold plated, big checks gon spend it on your habits
All press is good press except when you depressed
Indulging all your habits to de-stress
This is the life of a king
Not what it seems but it's ripe on the screen
Everbody gunning for the head spot
If you make it to the top
Watch out for the head shot
If I die would my verses fade away
If I'm alive would they ever say I'm great
Accolades & all the praise I want it
Happiness & brighter days, I wonder
Crown corrupts absolute
But I'd rather it be me and not you
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Velveta
02:28
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I don't live inside reality
I'm catching more feelings than niggas is catching allergies
My salary is any integer multiply it by zero
Ironically making ends meet by eating celery
Don't you look down on me
Looking for love in the wrong place
Starting falling for my best friend's blank
We've been dogs since we kids, he's protective of his kin
But she'll never understand this life that I live
She was sweatpants, hair tied, chillin' with no make up
I was handcuffed, hog tied, police claimed I had a gun
So they waived theirs in my face, detained for my race
And like an shattered iPhone I avoided a case
And that's just something never told
Tell me will she ever know
Only in my poetic lyrics my heart unfolds
Cause all my life I learned to hold my innermost inclinations
Misogynistic maybe but made from pure desperation
Defensive mechanism of my imaginiation
From a boy with a world to play in to a man without a place in
Guess I'll be popping champagne for all these bottled emotions
They say life is a beach, how many drowned in the ocean?
But really I'm as happy as can be
Looking at my face you can see
Cheddar made that smile it's just cheese
Liquidous gold on my face for emotions that I hold
Maybe I'll just smile more
Tell me you love me, baby tell me you need me
Even though I know you don't love me
Even though all you do is deceive me
My last weekend in town & we playing these wicked games
Your membership is expired so please exit the premises
Why you in my memory?
Never known love but the pain is familiar
Heartbreak for inspiration is the only way I can deal with
I'm painting pictures so vivid that quadriplegics
Can feel the pain, it's inhuman
I guess the thing about love is you ain't got no back up
Rather be cuddled up than drunk as fuck in the club
Matter of fact I might post it up
On social media for you to see it
With a smile so big on my face that maybe I'll believe it
Let it go, let it go
With a smile on my face that resembles liquid gold
Let it go, let it go
Don't you let em see you down
Don't you ever let em know
Let it go, let it go
With a smile on my face that resembles liquid gold
Let it go, let it go
Don't you let em see you down
Let your little light show
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Halo
03:09
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40 mules 40 acres
Glass ceilings with some pay cuts
40 mules for the acres
Ima need my check in advance man
I'm invested in my best plan
Stoic
Man I tell you when I make it big it'll be
Historic
Spent all my life playing ball who'd thought I'd be
A poet
Nowadays niggas want hand outs looking like
Tyrannosaurus
Reptar
Reaching for the next odd number in their bank slot
Comatosing with the Holy Ghost
(Niggas to my left side, niggas to my left side)
All my niggas do the fucking most
(Women to my right side, women to my right side)
Everybody loves you when you winning
(You gonna cut the check right, gonna cut the check right)
If you miss the dot, watch em turn to ghost
(Pac man, pat down, pac man, pat down)
Yeah waka waka 'nother flock of birds
Chasing after dollars, we were from the burbs
Father always taught us how to be secure
Stems from his rough past I infer
Introverted but my verbal equal murder
Equal opportunist poppin' kernals
On the microwave or the stove
Cause the burners hot when your life inside the inner scope
Bublasaur, venusaur, new to the green
So niggas don't know how to spend it
Yeah
I promise when I finally get finally get the bag
I'll pay off my parent's pad
Fuck stereotypes I'll be specific
Black people need black business
We should own homes not rent em
But I can't pretend it's hard to get a loan
When they judging equity off appearance
40 mules for my acres
(I ain't looking for no handout, looking for no handout)
Black queens all I'm taking
(Yeah I'm feeling like the man now, feeling like the man now)
40 mules for my acres
(I ain't looking for no handout, looking for no handout)
Black Halo, Heaven save em
Yeah, Black Halo
21 looking kinda stable
I was 20 when they tried to spin a fable
That my homie and me had a gun in our jeans
It was a camera, taking a couple pictures from the bannister
Minding our business we were some amatuers
Instagram clout and Linkedin profiles what were aiming for
No doubt we heard a man shout "Put the gun on the ground"
And as we looked around, didn't see nobody
So we kept taking pics, there wasn't a problem
Until 2 sheriffs, 8 deputies, & I think the SWAT
Pulled up on the block with their guns hot
Shouting "Put your fucking hands in the air unless you wanna get shot"
So we stopped
And put our hands up
They proceeded to put us in fucking handcuffs
6 guns in my face as my knees interlace
Laying face to face on the asphault
As far as we knew, we headed to jail
Situation is bleak and I think I forgot to tell
That we had a couple drinks at the step show afterparty
I pray to God this cop don't smell no liquor on us
He was honest, said he got a call from someone
"2 black men and they armed with something
They pointed it at me so I started running"
Claimed some man who was on the corner
Right
Had no gun so they couldn't indict
Told us both have a wonderful night
(Right)
Looked at my nigga almost lost our lives
For a bullshit venomous lie
(Right)
Detained on the mothafuckin courthouse steps
The justice system's not on our side
(Rights)
Damn my nigga had an appetite
Glad McDonalds open late at night
We took a right & my nigga put the photo as his profile pic
But I didn't post it out of spite
My roommate and his dad were up when I walked in
But I told nobody about that night
Black Halo, the night I almost lost my life
Now let's rewind
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