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mk asante - the bulletin lyrics

[intro: 2pac shakur]
it’s like if you plant something in concrete and if it grow and the rose petals got all kinds of scratches and marks, you ain’t gonna say, ‘d-mn look at all the scratches and marks on that rose that grew from concrete.’ you gonna be like, ‘d-mn, a rose grew from the concrete?!’ same thing with me, i grew out of all of this. instead of saying he did this, he did this, just be like d-mn!

[verse 1: mk asante]
write … like i never left
buck paperback like p-ss the test
get paper back like the irs
then i tax the track, no irs
cuz we black, they don’t hire us
fine with us, we don’t tire up
cuz we black, can’t tire us
f-ck all them nghs, dawg, line it up
i’m sharper than my line up
pitchin movies, no wind up
down to hustle, my grind up
false poets – times up!
down or naw … make ya mind up
cuz freedom ain’t free and get buck is the reminder
tick tock like a motha f-ckin timer
i go ham on the beat, rap dahmer
rubber-band camp, hit this jawn and her mama
true story, just another philly saga
the don dada, mk, the tongue propa
move thru clouds to move crowds, big poppa
heavensent, irreverent, big l in it
mahalia jackson – believe i’m inhalin it
and i ain’t even tryna tho
aight aigh let me stop lyin tho
mk mighty king mountain lion flow
and you spit that lay down, that lying flow
mk all on her bag, that designer flow
bestselling author must i remind you foes
the mr. on-the-road i ain’t got time for hoes
regal in the monaco with dali lama robes
flow euphrates, philly raised me
to be like, “f-ck you, pay me”
80’s baby stuck in the crack of slavery
but we made it out, that plan we laid it out
harriet tub in deep water, we wade it out
jordan in the 4th quart—can’t take me out
i put on and put in, this is the bulletin
wild block we bullet-in, leave you left with them bullets-in
wind breakers …

[verse 2: uzi]
make ’em make ’em clap to this
ain’t no app for this
up in cl-ss or get har-ssed up in the trap for this
hip-hop i’m a catalyst
bout my grind i’m a capitalist
c-walk or braap to this
underground ain’t no map for this
tryin to master this
out this world f-ck a atlas
wop you f-ck with, mattress
watch these chicks they got tricks, they tantalus
booked on a sunday, evangelist
power of the elohim, man, i channel this
let me expand on this
from another planet: man from risq
love and war you want the hand or fist?
complex nature kind of pandorish
don’t sleep the bol deep is he man or fish?
don’t weep it’s time to eat you want the pan or dish?
make some racks to this, you can stack this
fist in the air stay black to this
my ill downhill, can’t tackle this
hate the game asterisk
beats, split straight smashed to bits
heavyweight you ain’t half of this
zoom zooms, wam wams, bandlandz, hector
juelz like you santan, that jam man’ell clep ya
loose sales from hand hand that man man’ell get ya
new goons dont respect ya, they blam blam the fletcha
new jails, new cells cuz the plan man is f – ya!
courtesy of the brotherly, sunny in the ugly
bummy is that coventry, money for that crumbly
govy wanna number me
streets is tryin to turn me otherly
babymomma tuggin me
off my deen, mu’min (yahmeen)
so i skeem humbly
desperate measures for excellent treasures
posted in negligent weathers for vested endeavors, yo

- mk asante lyrics

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