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august greene - black kennedy lyrics

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[pre-chorus: common]
if i was a kennedy, i’d be a black kennedy
black car, black tux, this is black symmetry
raised in the chi though my family from tennessee
i remember me, ‘riem, dilla, we was in the d

[chorus: samora pinderhughes]
riding through the city with the top down
we ain’t got no ceilings to our thoughts now
it’s a beautiful ride
riding through the city with the top down
we ain’t got no ceilings to our thoughts now
it’s a beautiful ride

[verse 1: common]
let the sun grow, i roll through the jungle on the humble
got comp-ssion from my mother, streets from my uncle
one code of honor is to move with no drama
know thyself, know gettin’ money, know karma
hold respect like a charm that i got from my momma
in the palm of my hand, it’s like a land that i’m fond of
a calm dove, lon love, the black dalai lama of
feed the m-sses with two fish for one love
the sum of all pieces
release new releases to release us from the beast is the thesis
i used to give my lil’ cuz cleatses
it’s what i used to get my grandmother pieces, she love sequins
diahann carroll-like, some of these leaders are pharaoh-like
let the people go so they can face the east and grow
time for everything, everything is seasonal
i dreamed enough everything is believable, it’s feasible

[pre-chorus: common]
if i was a kennedy, i’d be a black kennedy
black car, black tux, this is black symmetry
raised in the chi though my family from tennessee
i remember me, ‘riem, dilla, we was in the d

[chorus: samora pinderhughes]
riding through the city with the top down
we ain’t got no ceilings to our thoughts now
it’s a beautiful ride
riding through the city with the top down
we ain’t got no ceilings to our thoughts now
it’s a beautiful ride

[verse 2: common]
macaroons, easy afternoons
shorties buck shots under blacker moons
in search of yellow suns, undeveloped ones
they get h-lla guns, heat and melanin
the streets where we from, beats heavy drums
wish i could put jordans on the feet of everyone
black kennedy, royalty with black ident-ty
leader of the freestyle, i go to penitentiaries
and write with the fight of reverend wright from trinity
for centuries, they’ll remember me for my similes
but i metaphor more than that
no matter how rich i get, i’ma pour it back
the jurisdiction of justice, non-fiction of a hustler’s heart
from dust we start
and we must embark to p-ssion mark the people
had our first black prez, i’ma be the sequel

[pre-chorus: common]
if i was a kennedy, i’d be a black kennedy
black car, black tux, this is black symmetry
raised in the chi though my family from tennessee
i remember me, ‘riem, dilla, we was in the d

[chorus: samora pinderhughes]
riding through the city with the top down
we ain’t got no ceilings to our thoughts now
it’s a beautiful ride
riding through the city with the top down
we ain’t got no ceilings to our thoughts now
it’s a beautiful ride



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