Lyrics

Ay, you try to get over, yer gonna go under What'd that fool say? I said you try to get over, yer gonna go under... ...literally It's 3030 man, I ain't got time to be wasting tiiiime On slow pokes I want yall ta get open like the ocean Brothers be buggin like "He's from Oakland?" What?! I'll whoop you Insinuating we ain't capable Stupid ass niggas is gonna rape a ho A few out outta thousand my town is founding fathers of the black panthers We provide answers You don't wanna believe then yer some blind bastards They got you set up real good generalizing Industry's rising while energy's declining Nigga's think i'm whinin But really I don't give a shit Cuz everybody's dying But yall think that's the end of it That's why it's so easy to be a Benedict Or imitate Cuz they wouldn't teach you algebra when you was eight Now yer forty eight and you hate children Forgot where you came from Now yer straight illin Don't fight the feelin You better deal with it. *People have a memory loss* *Trying to get over*
Writer(s): Daniel Nakamura Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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