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ta'east - blackmale lyrics

blackmale lyrics
[verse 1]
uh, black marlon brando
they all call him handsome
love his sweet embrace and low aim for a handful
i’m like a.i. with the handle
open fists over hands closed
flow made of what lit up the wick of a candle
at 17 had to deal with life at one period
me and devin scheming in that red chrysler cirrus
yeah, hardy boy, tag me in from the top rope
meetin’ broads at the movies
gettin’ head at the top row
bought sh+t and got broke
yeah, i had to cop those
had all the sneakers ‘fore you trendy n+ggas went and got those
paying bills and drеaming hard will never evеn out
and i’m forever eating out
but i can’t ever leave the house
unless i’m getting in the back of phantoms
and one day ill be a fashion legend
brand new phone with a bad connection
i ain’t ever had nothing but they had to stress it

[chorus]
ahhh they should have never gave you n+ggas money
high art, avant garde, givenchy, black cards and gun play
ahhh they should have never gave you n+ggas money
high art, avant garde, givenchy, black cards and gun play
[verse 2]
see, puffy had versace shirts, shiny suits and gold bottom grills
probably p+ssed out what them gold bottles spilled
i was alone watching mtv with no father ‘fig
growing up i had to figure who my role model is
tried to think like tip every time i rolled out of bed
memorizing all these verses that i wrote after big
i ain’t got no common sense, so when actually pop
i’ll probably eat jack in the box in back of a bach
middle finger to the law, we still laughing at cops
tell them pigs stop k!lling vibes until the massacre stops
blaxploitation at its finest, need ovations for ya highness
trying to live like young kings vicariously through these diamonds

[verse 3]
we still got a long way to go, it’s still alive
it’s stealing lives, no wonder we’re so angry inside
it’s like they’re trying to black mail us for being black males
and half billionaires, so trayvon’s profiled ‘fore billy is
no un+reversing these ugly curses, no one rehe+rs+d it
no surprises when we’re walking in peace and they’re clutching purses
buying clutches and purses for these queens who well deserved it
night terrors of the block, but these dreams may well desert it

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