Fryin

Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? I just had a thought—remember niggas used to get assassinated? For goin' against the guard Now i'm not sayin' I want shots sprayed my way but— I'm liable to spark So conversations that could decompose the nation And I'm sick and tired of waiting For bein jadin' to get back from they vacations Keep it true, you idolize for who give two fucks about you Toastin' bud with Warren Buffet, coastin' 'cross the ocean blue While you hardly savin' pennies, sippin' henny and cheap brew Keep it true, you care 'bout blue as much as your neighborhood youth But—(Keep it true)—I digress, I used to be an optimist But all of my hypotheses turned to mockeries of my common sense Niggas hardly got a cent, twelve petty as Thomases Get up off our privates so I promise it's a problem, shit Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew Man my grandfather told me that i'm losing my mind The only thing i'm doing here is wasting my time The only thing you want from me is truth with no lies The only thing i wanna do is sleep cause i'm tired Sick and tired sick and tired smoking weed till i'm fried Me and the sun pass out and hit the street when it rise Running through the trenches with his niggas at night And hopes that I become one just to give off some light I supernova when it's over then I get a new life Different forms of energy can creep through a kite Ain't no blood on the door I creep and then i smite From burning the bush Feel the heat when i write Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew Hidin' down, duck in the place, from trigger happy murderers The government pays, America KKK They stuck in their ways, loading AKs They leveled at my face, in front of my place I'm feeling out of place Another black body gone without a trace And niggas still saying it's bigger than race Then why they lightened up Christ and Changed the features of his face? (huh?) Why'd they strip us down, and then confined us to a space? (huh?) They control us with the paper we ain't got but gotta chase (huh) And as long as we dying they let the killer get away Okay, I get the gist, another nigga hit Another news story turned Family Guy skit, shit I'm just trying to get a grip Every time I look down I see somebody on my dick I'm just trying to get a grip Every time I look down I see somebody on my dick Shit Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew Fuck twelve need one nine maybe two Don't want us to shine so they shoot and I'm a black target In a coupe and my niggas like some Zulus So what you think they do if we try to keep it true? Pew, pew