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We will be here forever Do you understand? Forever and ever And ever and ever Hey, this Black man made it in America Basketball and rap attract kids to get the hell out the area Nowadays niggas kill when you get ahead of 'em So I backtrack and get 'em some act right 'Cause they confused the rap life for a trap life Mentally I ain't wrapped tight You fuck wit me the situation turn to Roy Jones' last fight This Muddy music That mean you get offended These words like liquor when I'm bartendin' (let's go nigga) Mama taught me well, she hold a hammer for me She pray for me when I get it, it's mandatory (mandatory) Call me Big Unc and I cosign ya Bankrolls, rollin' blunts I'll be ya role model Drug addicts go cold chicken They veins pop out, They say, Red, feed me what I ain't gettin (hey) I can get in my car and get out and the same song is on when I get back in and get out (uh oh) Check my archive My stage show is like a bar fight You want it? Have the right Sean Price (hey) I'm a legend, don't call me old school I'll move niggas like they buildin' in a Whole Foods (yes sir) And you gotta be ready for drama Especially when Bloods and Crips is livin' by ya mama I'm breathless Reality speaking, dem all baby Legendary, man ah bust it from the 80s Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies Black in America, yeah, don't play me (hey) When we ah step, dem swear see ah di navy (true) Revolution kick off like inna '80 (uh oh) Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies Black in America, yeah, just pay me Hey, this Black man made it in America Facts, my blood killed lab rats I'm one like a snowflake, abstract That's why I take it to that Mad Max (hey) And I grew up across from a cemetery That's why my commentary sound like yo obituary Grown man talk We got our Denzel on, I told LL I'm just gettin' warm nigga (hey) The Tri State where niggas dyin' over bullets in they prostate And cops against Blacks never gon' migrate I ain't gettin' shot, they try to pull me over, I turn it to a car chase (hey) These little kids into gang violence Artists gettin' called hip hop but they ain't rhymin' Y'all voted for 'em, now they a rockstar I feel like a Black film tryna get a Oscar (hey) God forgive me for my sins You dealt me these cards so I'm gon' play it to win And I'm tryna get 40 more haters So I can sign 'em on to the Reggie I hate 'em but glad he made it I'm breathless Reality speaking, dem all baby Legendary, man ah bust it from the 80s Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies Black in America, yeah, don't play me (hey) When we ah step, dem swear see ah di navy (true) Revolution kick off like inna '80 Dem fi know me head sicker than rabies Black in America, yeah, just pay me Hey, this Black man made it in America Can you believe how I did it? I had faith and had God as my witness I couldn't just be a artist, I had to learn the business And haters on the side, they tried to sell me wolf tickets But I'm still relevant, me and rap we got a life sentence Success is like a bank loan, it's hard to get I worked hard for errything, I wasn't offered it And it's up to me to show my babies how to be a boss I teach 'em how to win but also how to take a loss And education is key But nowadays I advise you to learn a trade And not depend on a college degree (hey) I sold drugs but I don't have no story to tell 'Cause music always was my life, Patti Labelle As long as I live, you'll get honor and dedication And fuck the media interrogatin' I'm breathless You see it on the news You see it on social media But when you a Black man in America, it's very scary and terrifying Believe me Sometimes I wonder, will there ever be equality for a Black man in America? I doubt it
Writer(s): Matthew Samuels, Rupert Thomas Jr., Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Cameron Molfetta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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