Letras
I think you gone have to stick us
Cuz I ain't givin you shit
Now
Wait before you do I just wanna tell you one thing
What you wanna tell me punk huh
Fuck you wanna tell me man
Huh just what Fuck you wanna tell me
Uh uh slips my mind
Slips yo mind
The lone gunmen in the back of a foreign sumthin
Not really worried bout nuthin except which of these buttons
Imma push next Amerikkkan history book flex
Read between the text it says we all savage and sex
But it's more complex and less Eurocentric
Cuz we was here before Columbus
made many visits
Posted wit Pio Pico and other regal people
Out in Peru and Lima before niggas needed a visa
Or any government controlled identification
We used to get at it better together as a nation
Pan Africanism Native appreciation
The Young Lords swung liquid swords slicin at hatred
Advice from the sacred's the only way to make it
But who can embody those clothes when most people are naked
But my coat got many colors like Joseph
So the aura of my physical glistens as it approaches
I thought this man might be capable of beating me
I've dreamed of him beating me
I always stayed afraid of him
Closer I get to the ring I'm more confident
Once I'm in the ring I'm a god
No one can beat me
Ima god unbeatable my facade
Insecure but narcissistic I'm so odd
I'm painting pictures ancient scriptures this is art
I can tear yo ass apart it isn't hard
Uh That's what she said
I guarantee I could never pass a Pee test
All day I just walk around with weed breath
I'll put a pistol to the tip of your v neck
My little civic it'll whistle in vtec
Trappin sacks since I was a middle school reject
Hand to hand transactions is a reflex
And disrespect is something you'll regret
No look like ja morant gettin his feet wet
Like lil hoe go ahead you can keep that
Uh When you pay me you'll get 3 back
People smell me then they tell me where the weed at