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Black Man
Hip-Hop/Rap
Black Man was released on April 26, 2023 by Real Ones LLC as a part of the album The b-side
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Release DateApril 26, 2023
LabelReal Ones LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lydell Hills
Lydell Hills
Songwriter
William Larcenaire
William Larcenaire
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm in the gutters, I'm locking in with my brothers
We get in n oudda trouble, we hadta know how to hustle
Yo Bag it to see it double, the government doesnt love you
The people will never trust you, put both of your hands above you
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Sirens sounding like a crack, cops be pulling up
Leave my city all the scraps they be juggin us
Put the city on my back, it ain't big enuff
They wasnt finna cut us slack, I got my bully up
I tried to get it thru the system but they bullied us
At first these **** tryta play me, wasnt hood enuff
Then suspicions creepin, what he cookin up
They tryta send us to the back, now we cutting up
Cutting class just to get a dub
Cutting ass they ain't show me love
Cutting grass for that green, get your hustle up
Cutting class was my regime, what tha fuck was yours?
I didnt give a fuk when **** tryta tell me shit
I drive a hard bargain, **** couldnt sell me shit
I couldn't sell out, too much value in my penmanship
Continue quests for the real until I finish it
**** racing for minutes just for a couple bucks
They say the real never make it and so they wish me luck
I never sat on my ass cuz I hate feelin stuck
I feel an urge to grab that stick and tell em RUN IT UP
I'm in the gutters, I'm locking in with my brothers
We get in n oudda trouble, we hadta know how to hustle
Yo Bag it to see it double, the government doesnt love you
The people will never trust you, put both of your hands above you
Money with the power to influence all scenes
Yeah you got the wealth but need power to kill greed
If the kids in my city go hungry, that's on me
I got a Taste of success now I'm ready to break free
Imagine where we'd be if they made me not be me
Lying to my vision like yelling at TVs
Mama stopped believin in things she cannot see
Grandma saw God, and she died to show her belief
Sacrificial, giving up everything I need
Grab a tissue, every opponent that I beat
Is another man's child who never gon get to eat
But we all know how it be, so I keep it under the seat
Stacking up degrees, while chillin out in the heat
Avoiding cops, I gotta stay to the beat
Now its burgers for you **** whenever you want the beef
And my **** on a roll becuz talkin it ain't cheap
I been digging how we livin , for most it be too deep
I got used to the struggle, without it I cant breathe
I been ready for the war, cuz my people just wanna eat
If that's how its gotta be, I've determined to make it brief
I'm in the gutters, I'm locking in with my brothers
We get in n oudda trouble, we hadta know how to hustle
Yo Bag it to see it double, the government doesnt love you
The people will never trust you, put both of your hands above you
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Hows it feel to be a black man? Hows it feel to be a ...****?
Written by: Lydell Hills, William Larcenaire
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