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And we are as a people inherently and historically Opposed to secret- Yo, yo-yo, ayo. Ayo, yo-yo, ay bang. Bang. Doo-doo-doo-doo. It ain't goin' like that. This that shit that'll make you run up in A nigga crib. For that guap, handle pistol grip And ski mask on the head. Like Three 6 Mafia, shit, ain't no stoppin' us. Cock and bust, 2Pac, "Hit 'Em Up," like we Don't give a fuck, give a fuck. Coppers try to shoot us every day. Tell 'em Lil Johnny, hit his got know what Violence trappin' through your 808. Y'all crazy and shit. Coppers try to shoot us hit my phone, man. You gon' tell him? him. Violence trappin' through Your 808. Uh, All my niggas rappin' like it's Christmas Coppers shoot a nigga, check statistics They wanna silence me, I'm too explicit Murder on my mind, my visions vivid See what I see, treat me like I'm rotten, eat tragedy. I really need some shit to put my mind At ease. Like that weed that'll make a nigga See the galaxy. I wanna say make it get away, but my Reality is different when your skin is tinted with No pot to piss in. Probably pissin' on a Cop car, probably piss a cop off. Verses silent, mouths are quiet, but when them shots Go off. All you see is angry activists with Guns and molotovs. This that type of shit that could start a Riot. Verses firin' and them sirens ring in the Hood with the violence. We tryin' to find a Way, but we see this shit ain't gon' change. So we mask up and then we, and when We play this, you gon' know that. This that shit that'll make you run up in A nigga crib. For that guap, handle pistol grip And ski mask on the head. Like Three 6 Mafia, shit, ain't no stoppin' us. Cock and bust, 2Pac, "Hit 'Em Up," like we Don't give a fuck, give a fuck. Coppers try to shoot us every day. Violence trappin' through your 808. Coppers try to shoot us every day. Violence trappin' through your 808. Uh, I don't give no fuck 'bout politicians. Anarchy kickin' off in like four minutes. EPD know they get too close, I'm gon' rip 'em. Niggas out they soul for that new Polo Coat and Jillas. Uh, a lack of conscience, lookin' For correspondents that'll wanna respond. Knowledge is power, another virgin deflowered, Now baby moms. Pull up in waffles, rebellious and Hardcore. Handgun to the car door, #violence. Beat a bitch like Harpo, young niggas be wildin'. I see injustice, po-po killin' Black folk right now. Niggas protest with picket signs outside the White House. Trump seen us comin' with that thumper, Turned the lights out. If you seen what I Seen every night, you'd cry your eyes out, promise, Alright, I'm dressin' all black, hop in that 'Lac, Smokin' medical. Turn my key, hit the gas, Start flashin' back as I teleport. See myself in the mirror, laced up with gloves And a mask. My oppressor's hittin' this bag, Aim for my bro in the Federal. This the shit that'll make you run up in A nigga crib. For that guap, handle pistol grip And ski mask on the head. Like Three 6 Mafia, shit, ain't no stoppin' us. Cock and bust, 2Pac, "Hit 'Em Up," like we Don't give a fuck, give a fuck. Coppers try to shoot us every day. Violence trappin' through your 808. Coppers try to shoot us every day. Violence trappin' through your 808.
Nano, Ellipse Elkshow, Kelo Kaddafi, Sirius the Sunchild — Banned
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