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baby blak – economix lyrics

[intro]
yah mean?
i represent the majority
the tables have turned
it’s been twelve years, we’ve been listening to the same garbage
you know what i’m sayin’?
same old bullsh-t
wheels is in motion
it’s time for change
check it out y’all, huh

[verse 1]
it’s hardly cash, it’s the wall street crash
n-gga just think about it, then speak on it, it’s been a minute
money’s all we have
from the cars, the broads and fake facades and tapes and squads
it ain’t that large, the f-ck was you chasing pa?
been replaced by these n-ggas out the bas-m-nt pa
making statements, not just to play with y’all
you say you’re a star, i’m a soul -ssistant
known for spitting over the rhythm
xy chromosomes gon’ glisten, don’t listen, homes missin’
no pigeon, strokin’ d-cks, c0ke and clippin’
broke his wrist, beatin’ his meat, chokin’ his chicken
now they jigged out, wigged out
n-ggas on the big route, n-ggas what that sh-t ’bout?
n-ggas cut that sh-t out
i write rhymes to touch little kids lives
every young joined and cut a wrist twice
every bad a child has suffered in life
unless the strippers, x to l!ck it on poles throwin’ -ss, wildin’
when they ship you in the pole vault and cash bind it [?]
askin’ for dollars, i hope you snap out it

[bridge 1]
step above it, check yo’ pockets
the true history of economics, protect yo’ wallets
step above it, check yo’ pockets
the true history of economics, protect yo’ wallets

[chorus]
it’s economics, the buildings fell
moms and pops layed off, the stocks crashed, we ain’t got no cash
i ain’t tryna see the flaws, time and change
i ain’t tryna see yo’ laws, refine your brain
it’s economics, check yo’ wallets, seizen yo’ pockets
look at yo’ dollars, blue collar, yah mean?
let’s get it back online, let’s get it back to the hustle
back to the grind, yah mean?

[verse 2]
muhf-cka, this ain’t here for a high ca
you can’t feed them n-ggas with like 30 cent a day
it ain’t no good times, i got evicted, seen it coming
this cleo, can’t predict it
from the po, to the ceo, to the district attorney, wanna
tarred and feathered them chickens and burn me, wanna
scar the leverage on the diss to term me, it’s whatever
that sh-t don’t concern me (it’s forever)
i’ve been underdog, underground – i’ve been under y’all
runnin’ around, just waiting for anyone to fall
freestyle spit ridic’ when i’ve been coming off
three-mile radius kick like an atomic bomb
breath control, no pause, take the comma off
xno [?] couveuse got me noddin’ off
flow like surestepping on when rhymin ball [?]
your flow like the shorts that’s on when i knock sh-t off
that mean my sh-t tight, and yo’ sh-t p-ssy
and my sh-t right, and yo’ sh-t rookie
knives in yo’ hand, why y’all n-ggas wanna jukes me
leave ’em where you stand, y’all n-ggas wanna push me

[bridge 2]
in the same where the prints of my foot be
the weed that i roll, this is where it took me
i said the weed i roll, this is where it took me
i said the weed i roll

it’s economics, the buildings fell
moms and pops layed off, the stocks crashed, we ain’t got no cash
i ain’t tryna see the flaws, time and change
i ain’t tryna see yo’ laws, refine your brain
it’s economics, check yo’ wallets, seizen yo’ pockets
look at yo’ dollars, blue collar, yah mean?
let’s get it back online, let’s get it back to the hustle
back to the grind, yah mean?

[scratching]
hustle to survive
my peoples, we’ve got to eat
hustle to survive
tryna see nothin’ else but cream
hustle to survive
my peoples, we’ve got to eat
hustle to survive
tryna see nothin’ else but cream

- baby blak lyrics

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