作词 : Tyler Okonma 作曲 : Tyler Okonma Lil' white bitch gon' say "You need to say something about that" "You need to say some 'bout black—" Bitch suck my— Yeah Go Tom!
That ain't in your religion, you just followin' your mama She followed your granny, she obey master Did y'all even ask her? Questions, it's holes in them stories Is it, holes in your blessings? Yeah I'm bold with the message I know I ain't got the answer, but I ain't gon' cheerlead with y'all, just to be a dancer I'ma groove to my own drums Sunlight in my shadow, baby Move 'til my soul comes Let them serpents rattle, baby
Crackin' light, broke porcelain, bitch We ocean deep if you just pour us in a portion of shit Them people try to twist my view on some contortionist shit I had to reevaluate what was important and shit Finders, keepers, when you creep inside my mind it's madness If I see peace, I'm like a fiend, uh, gotta have it Lord, cover me I'm goin' in, walls closin' in How I'm supposed to be protected when the laws want us in? Y'all want us dead, just 'cause the skin is the black type Teach me everything and be amazed I don't act right What the ****? I'm tappin' the matrix, I'm back and they hated I'm black and make 'em pay me capital statements, you dig? Word on my back, I'm tryna fashion a statement I ain't no bastard, we the master of the path that we blazin', you dig? (What?) (On god, now)
I came a long way from my past, nigga, it's obvious V12 engine, I'm fishtailing on some sloppy shit Internet ringin', no lyrics up, like I hide this shit What's your address, I could probably send you a copy, bitch I was cancelled before cancelled was with Twitter fingers Protestin' outside my shows, I gave them the middle finger I was a teener, tweetin' Selena Crazy shit I didn't want to offend her Apologize when I seen her Back when I was tryna **** Bieber, Just-in I say with my chest out, you say with your chest in, nigga (Say it with your chest, nigga) Black bodies hanging from trees, I cannot make sense of this Hit some protester, retweeted positive messages Donated some funds then I went and copped me a necklace I'm probably a coon, and your standard's based on this evidence Am I doin' enough or not doin' enough? I'm tryna run with the baton, but see, my shoe's in the mud I feel like anything I say, dog, I'm screwin' shit up (Sorry) So I just tell these black babies, they should do what they want Freedom, need 'em My niggas, seen 'em Free 'em Don't **** with the law like, damn, Gina So calm the **** down before we duck rounds And fireballs that make your family have to duck the **** down We frontline, we got the mazel tov that we can chuck now 'Cause anytime we movin' up, it's like a "What the **** now" They playin' games We strappin' up, we cockin' aim (Yeah) We aim to shoot, we shoot to claim what we need We done with pain and the grievin' Niggas is done with the peace Whether it's personal or for the whole of niggas, indeed I might not have dreadlocks, I might have these gold teeth But I'm a nigga like you, and you's a nigga like me So let's be niggas together, and let's be niggas with plans But put this plastic on first, 'cause shit is hittin' the fan Scott!
Shit like this make me wanna turn my baseball cap to the side You know, with the T.I. lean Y'all fake mad Catch up, niggas Gettin' y'all identity, huh? Gangsta Grillz! Go get a ****in' hobby Shit Ain't nobody perfect Well, at least y'all ain't, hah
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tyler Okonma [00:00.155] 作曲 : Tyler Okonma [00:00.310]Lil' white bitch gon' say [00:01.544]"You need to say something about that" [00:03.919]"You need to say some 'bout black—" [00:05.808]Bitch suck my— [00:08.193]Yeah [00:08.563]Go Tom! [00:08.903] [00:09.111]That ain't in your religion, you just followin' your mama [00:11.791]She followed your granny, she obey master [00:14.294]Did y'all even ask her? [00:16.002]Questions, it's holes in them stories [00:17.563]Is it, holes in your blessings? Yeah I'm bold with the message [00:20.176]I know I ain't got the answer, but I ain't gon' cheerlead with y'all, just to be a dancer [00:24.064]I'ma groove to my own drums [00:26.353]Sunlight in my shadow, baby [00:27.707]Move 'til my soul comes [00:28.918]Let them serpents rattle, baby [00:30.025] [00:30.288]Crackin' light, broke porcelain, bitch [00:32.379]We ocean deep if you just pour us in a portion of shit [00:34.791]Them people try to twist my view on some contortionist shit [00:37.305]I had to reevaluate what was important and shit [00:39.937]Finders, keepers, when you creep inside my mind it's madness [00:42.660]If I see peace, I'm like a fiend, uh, gotta have it [00:45.338]Lord, cover me I'm goin' in, walls closin' in [00:48.235]How I'm supposed to be protected when the laws want us in? [00:50.881]Y'all want us dead, just 'cause the skin is the black type [00:53.423]Teach me everything and be amazed I don't act right [00:56.117]What the ****? [00:56.771]I'm tappin' the matrix, I'm back and they hated [00:58.977]I'm black and make 'em pay me capital statements, you dig? [01:01.576]Word on my back, I'm tryna fashion a statement [01:03.664]I ain't no bastard, we the master of the path that we blazin', you dig? (What?) [01:10.218](On god, now) [01:11.347] [01:11.745]I came a long way from my past, nigga, it's obvious [01:14.443]V12 engine, I'm fishtailing on some sloppy shit [01:17.187]Internet ringin', no lyrics up, like I hide this shit [01:19.713]What's your address, I could probably send you a copy, bitch [01:22.579]I was cancelled before cancelled was with Twitter fingers [01:25.111]Protestin' outside my shows, I gave them the middle finger [01:27.685]I was a teener, tweetin' Selena [01:29.805]Crazy shit I didn't want to offend her [01:31.416]Apologize when I seen her [01:32.718]Back when I was tryna **** Bieber, Just-in [01:34.884]I say with my chest out, you say with your chest in, nigga (Say it with your chest, nigga) [01:38.279]Black bodies hanging from trees, I cannot make sense of this [01:40.610]Hit some protester, retweeted positive messages [01:43.262]Donated some funds then I went and copped me a necklace [01:45.902]I'm probably a coon, and your standard's based on this evidence [01:48.562]Am I doin' enough or not doin' enough? [01:50.889]I'm tryna run with the baton, but see, my shoe's in the mud [01:53.303]I feel like anything I say, dog, I'm screwin' shit up (Sorry) [01:56.026]So I just tell these black babies, they should do what they want [01:58.647]Freedom, need 'em [01:59.990]My niggas, seen 'em [02:01.209]Free 'em [02:01.912]Don't **** with the law like, damn, Gina [02:04.372]So calm the **** down before we duck rounds [02:06.736]And fireballs that make your family have to duck the **** down [02:09.487]We frontline, we got the mazel tov that we can chuck now [02:11.879]'Cause anytime we movin' up, it's like a "What the **** now" [02:14.349]They playin' games [02:15.486]We strappin' up, we cockin' aim (Yeah) [02:17.278]We aim to shoot, we shoot to claim what we need [02:19.679]We done with pain and the grievin' [02:21.006]Niggas is done with the peace [02:22.221]Whether it's personal or for the whole of niggas, indeed [02:24.740]I might not have dreadlocks, I might have these gold teeth [02:27.404]But I'm a nigga like you, and you's a nigga like me [02:30.027]So let's be niggas together, and let's be niggas with plans [02:32.631]But put this plastic on first, 'cause shit is hittin' the fan [02:35.373]Scott! [02:36.045] [02:36.359]Shit like this make me wanna turn my baseball cap to the side [02:39.702]You know, with the T.I. lean [02:41.594]Y'all fake mad [02:42.651]Catch up, niggas [02:43.751]Gettin' y'all identity, huh? [02:45.037]Gangsta Grillz! [02:46.162]Go get a ****in' hobby [02:47.817]Shit [02:48.617]Ain't nobody perfect [02:50.756]Well, at least y'all ain't, hah
