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bobby sessions - black neighborhood (remix) lyrics

[intro]
you ready?
yeah
you know, you know

[verse 1]
crack head, smack head
dead body, court room
hospital, grandma
drug deal, gun tucked
hit list, hip-hop
fence hop, dice roll
cardboard, cop car
man, gun, dog sniff
squadron, dark tint
cold block, jail cell
no food, no lights
big blunt, big kids
6 kids, no dad, one mom
6 jobs, boyfriend, black eye

[verse 2]
skip school, f-ck hoes
gold chain, new clothes
old car, new rims
bills late, rent due
gang signs, gangland
blood spilled, trash cans
church speel, hands pressed
mugshot, don’t smile
leave outs, no money
come back, your money
spend that, blow money
sell that, blow money
rambo, jump shot
white out, punt block
they’ll say hip-hop

[hook]
gun store, liquor store
liquor store, guns store
foot locker, usual
new shoes, new boo
true true
funeral

gun store, liquor store
liquor store, guns store
foot locker, usual
new shoes, new boo
true true
funeral

[verse 3]
gold grill, ice clean
jordan, fight scene
tear drop, tattoos
light orange jumpsuit
muslim, white man
barbershop, cookout
kool-aid, curveball
big smile, long cup
new house, old couch
plastic, fist fight
black boys, black belt
black uh tree switch
red ?, red bulls
red nose, pit bulls
red flag, blue flag
red lights, blue lights
green light, yellow light
red light, drive by

black life, black life
why, why, why

bible, ?
needle, bathroom, tv
dead cousin

[hook]
gun store, liquor store
liquor store, guns store
foot locker, usual
new shoes, new boo
true true
funeral

[verse 4: k!ller mike]
blackstar, black car, black b-tch
same n-gga raise a black fist
put crack in a black fist
yeah that’s that black sh-t
sold dope in front of your house
still went to morehouse, big black sh-t
bigger, blacker, bolder like ‘shaft,’ b-tch
ain’t a cracker giving me the shaft, b-tch
nat turner with a burner, he gonna need a graft, b-tch
if black lives matter then you prove it
grab a black glock and make the copper face the music
they trying to tell me mikey but your poppa was a copper
i tell them suck my d-ck because my auntie is -ssata
and then i double down and tell them something twice as hard
jesus is a fraud
the black woman is god
cause n-ggas ain’t no martyrs if you ain’t got no coretta’s
if you ain’t got no betty’s and no winnie mandela’s
and if you don’t respect her
you’re just like your oppressor
and maybe that’s why we f-cked up now
and we livin lesser
yes sir

- bobby sessions lyrics

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