the roots - 75 bars (black's reconstruction) lyrics
i’m from the land of them straight razor face beard n-gg-s
with hammers on their waist, yeah, waste rare n-gg-s
and i race scared n-gg-s, them snake head n-gg-s
that take care of n-gg-s who don’t break bread with us
n-gg-s make dead n-gg-s and hate black n-gg-s
brown n-gg-s hide yellow n-gg-s and them red n-gg-s
no telling when the bullet coming, be prepared n-gg-s
cuz when it do, it coming land sea and air n-gg-s
that’s everywhere n-gg-s, am i the m-th-f-cking legendary?
yeah n-gg-s, make it very clear n-gg-s
been looking at y’all in my rearview
mirror n-gg-s want to be a millionaire, i’m already there n-gg-s
i’m a debonaire n-gg-, a bear taking more than my share
lookee here, yeah, i know it ain’t fair n-gg-
neither is a bald eagle with a hair trigger
haystack, try and find a needle up in there n-gg-
leave you up in there n-gg-, show me the puppet
that don’t need a puppeteer n-gg-, shed another tear n-gg-
i’m in the field with a shield and a spear n-gg-
i’m in your girl with her heels in the air n-gg-
i am such a fair n-gg-, you in a battle telling
me you not ready like you figured i’ma bear with you
i don’t care n-gg-, you now listening to the sounds
of the money making jam trillionaires n-gg-
gentlemen of an extraordinary league
you never see me blowing on no ordinary weed
what i’m smoking ain’t a product of no ordinary seed
your boy is heavy treed, i’m feeling merry
as a tyler perry scene, that monetary gang green
we tried to launder the cash and never came clean
so now i’m in the story with all the cats before me
and smoke purgatory for doing the same thing
and them n-gg-s ain’t change, them n-gg-s can’t change
their moms shake their heads saying it’s such a dang shame
the train to the buck, then another dang plane
my stage and my government ain’t the same name
i’m a rock star, love it that my wallet chain hang
i’m a modern day saint; i’m a modern day king
my definition i can finally explain
cold smooth like that dud sean connery was playing
i just got to be the man, i’m the father figure and
when i spit it’s something like a psychology exam
if you stand where i stood, you could probably understand
how that mic feeling like a million dollars in my hand
it’s the silence of the lamb, go and cop another gram
and twist with your xanny, percoset, percodan
what’s your net working plan? you better look alive
cuz them n-gg-s outside looking desperate again n-gg-
and the blunts and liquor killing our lungs and liver
the asthmatic drug addict i function with it
i put a rapper in a hole where the dust will sit
for spitting played out patterns that once was h-tting
i got news for you all, let me show you how to ball
see the legendary fall? i ain’t heard of that
y’all n-gg-s is off the wall like aresnio hall
i’ma put you right back where the dirt is at
450 fahrenheit on the thermostat
somebody talking like a white girl bernadette
but she not a earner yet, she couldn’t put in no work,
not earning that, the black microphone murder vet
i’m in a cl-ss of my own,
if i got beef with you, you the last one to know
i arrive on time, i’m never fashionable
you late, i’m already international-able
i done toured to berlin, banged in beijing
you never seen nothing can’t say the same thing
tell somebody black thought, yeah you know the name ring
so give him the game ring for bringing what them n-gg-s can’t bring
my hustle is long, my muscle is strong
my man put the paper in the duffle i’m gone
y’all still a light year from the level i’m on
just a p-wn stepping right into the head of the storm
you been warned, i will blow y’all n-gg-s and disintegrate
i’m a rebel, renegade must stay paid
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