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Data di rilascio: 17.07.2015
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Black |
I be that killer, thriller on the pillar |
Trench filler, cold as a blizzard |
Making rappers bite they fingers |
Make 'em jitter, lyric dealer |
I be writing germs man |
Boys thought I was Friedrich Schiller |
They say damn his verses strong |
Yeah his brain a bodybuilder |
Doing calisthenics push-up off things haters |
Try to tell him |
One double nine four you add it |
Boy I was born to be a legend |
It ain’t hyperboles to explain how I am verbally |
But Verbally I’m Hercules |
Merging drugs with emergencies |
Ruptured spleen on PCP |
Driving on Methamphetamine |
Don’t speed |
Even though I’m spitting that E for your E-A-R |
Rounds of E in my lyrical AR |
Make you speed till E in your C-A-R |
Take a second to amend because my lines bear arms |
Don’t make me start cause I’ll drop bombs |
If you try to come at me because you think your Armstrong |
This will be your last fight Custer |
This is Little Bighorn |
Leave your fans with Rain In The Face because you’re gone |
Career pushing up daisies the first day of the war |
Now hold up |
That whole verse right there was just an attention grabber |
So Imma to tell you something else now that I have you |
Every 28 hours someone is killed by a coward |
Abusing their power unfortunately it’s one of ours why is that is |
That because they say we are equipped with a clip |
And every time that they confront us man |
They say we resist |
Why when people see this person |
The crowd starts dispursing |
And the lady, walking across the street from me |
Has the clutch her damn purse in |
Guess we’re the reasons that we gotta say |
Hands up don’t shoot |
Can’t even say that our lives matter |
Unless all lives do |
Guess what my pants low, they do hang |
I move blow, I do bang |
Try to arrest me, reach for that gun |
And I’ll start to shoot things |
So blame my pigment for the crimes I commit |
Yea the color of my skin |
Not the state of mind that I’m in |
And they can’t |
Beat us when joined so they try beating the joints |
Of the ones they find alone |
Cause they don’t want to see us rejoice |
And they try to silence anybody that speaks out even though- |