raz fresco – another nigga lyrics
i could
smoke 10 blunts a day n kick back
but a n-gg- gotta kick raps get scratch
still gettin high cut it down to like 5 roll
1 in the mornin wen i rise uh yo
black military movements, raz got
pull like shoe strings, show em wat the truth is
watchin juice in the house with the cereal
big l in the stereo, why dudes
fakin like they spiritual, and lyrical i can’t
stand em like officer joe lo bandit
dont panic, from chaos, come the balance
overstand it, slap a rapper open handed
hard to hear the subtle voice of the universe
over the stupid verse-s on the google search
lotta stupid shit, black babies kneelin
to a white crucifix get they mind crucifixed and
tune it out, when i kick the realness then
wonder why, its second nature to peel clips at a
another n-gg-, who programmed to steal shit from
another n-gg- who programmed to feel chicks put a
baby in em who programmed to feel sick cuz
another n-gg- dont got time to instill strength so
another black mother is working like 2 shifts for a
young black n-gg- not knowing his own strength cuz
another n-gg- ain’t been told bout his past yet from
another n-gg- who only know what the man said so
another n-gg- easily get into bad shit with some
other n-gg-s who lost start up a gang then rob some
other n-gg-s, who goin thru the same shit, then they
wonder why, its second nature to peel clips at a
another n-gg-, who programmed to steal shit from
another n-gg-, cuz he never ever had shit saw some
other n-gg-s with gold then the let flame spit cuz them
other n-gg-s who rap promote the same shit while them
few n-gg-s with facts struggle to make sense of it
all but to most its like another language from
another n-gg- stuck in the past with p-ssion dats why
most n-gg-s study the past and laugh quick cuz
most n-gg-s b they own the slave masters while these
racist m-th-f-ckas is runnin the whole shit yo
….. yea uh
the clock just hit 6 and
another n-gg- just got put inna casket cuz
another n-gg- caught em sellin pushin mad shit to some
other n-gg-s, and he tryna make his cash quick with some
other n-gg-s, who never ever had shit so they
runnin with em, down the alley hop the fence but some
other n-gg-, called the cops they got stopped by the
porkie piggers, now he locked inna box with the
roughest n-gg-s, came out like cud it get any
tougher n-gg-, tryna go straight but these jobs won’t
touch a n-gg-, so he back doin crime with his
other n-gg-s, his son watched the whole time like
f-ck it n-gg- ima get mine like pops yea im
thuggin n-gg-, copped a strap then aimed it at
another n-gg-… and there goes another n-gg-
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