yankee and the brave (ep. 4)

This week on Yankee and The Brave Back at it like a crack addict, Mr. Black Magic, crack a bitch back Chiropractic Craftmatic, big daddy smokin' big Cali In the black alley, in a black Grand Natty Rollin' down, ole natty hair Nappy, matty as a black granddaddy, all fact No cappin', fat, black, bold captain, stay floatin' No flappin', wave runner, I'm a gunner I'ma have your block hot as a sauna all summer And I put that on Osama and my motherfuckin' mama I'ma terrorize the actors playing like they want some drama I'ma chop 'em with a chopper 'til I motherfuckin' drop 'em Stack addict, I mack with the blackest fabric, I'm back I'm magically rackin' it, that's what I'm talkin', rat-a-tat-tats I'm runnin' the trunk up for sucker shit Matter of fact, kiss the ass and even the cra-a-ack Automatic facts, it's like tha-a-at Scandal bliss when you puttin' villains in charge of shit All of us targeted, all we doin' is arguin' Part of them isn't workin' 'til every pockets been picked and sold and harvested I'm ready to mob on these fuckin' Charlatan (Charlatan, charlatan, charlatan, charlatan, charlatan, charlatan, charlatan) Go-go-go-, go-go-go-go- Go-go-go-going up 'Til time die, I'm galatically fly The moon is movin' the maniacs in a shitty decline Hearts fried, all this neon is rippin' us up inside Immortality's out of bounds, it's a one-round ride I got one round left, a hunnid cops outside I could shoot at them or put one between my eyes Chose the latter, it don't matter, it ain't suicide And if the news say it was, that's a goddamn lie I can't let the pigs kill me, I got too much pride And I meant it when I said it, never take me alive I got the Grand Nat runnin' in the alley outside Yo Michael run like you hungry and get your ass in the ride I'd rather have and not need you than watch your rotten demise And you still owe me for them Nikes, you do not get to just die You try to fuck with my brother, you get the bastard surprise And that's more honest than your whole life in a fraction of time I didn't get my degree in how to smoke weed 'til I'm blind So you could ruin my high, Jewel Runner, do, and you're bye My brother made a point, so out the back door I'ma slide I'm chubby, husky, thighs rubbing, fuckin' up my Levi's The crooked copper got the proper, I put lead in his eye Plus we heard he murdered a black child, so none of us cry Yankee and The Brave are here Everybody hit the deck We don't mean no harm But we truly mean all the disrespect (Four)