Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Darko]
activists on actavis
A whole of LSD but that ain't for the mattress
Ask ya bitch, my is immaculate
A sinner and saint, I'm as an acid trip
Just me and a burner
Ah, ah, ah, shout out to
Shout out to Rowdy, my mind is
Stay with round me like Robert Downey
Don't you doubt me, King LeBron watch me switch my mouthpiece
through knots
Couple karats in my mouth "What's up, Doc?"
I be talking to my 9 "What's up, Glock?"
I flirt death, the drugs heighten' my paranoia
But what the, acid taught us
You got a better doing laps in pirhanna waters
Hide your daughters, a cult, let's have an orgy
My biography is
My life like American Story
Still not the father, that's to Maury
Revolver ring six times Robert Horry (and one!)
amendment, nigga, grab your gun
Invest in a when you're from those slums
LSD amazing, sour fragrance
Somebody tell Sam I want my reparation
40 and a pearl white slave bitch
If that offends your race, bitch, well give you a facelift
You run away from problems
boy, then you gon face this
Lord knows I wanna him
Take him to a level of darkness he been
the safety
Can I end up in the state pen some statements
Hard time behind these bars, working the shift
Motherfucker we made it, ain't it
Nigga I had to for this, lost every lover for this
Every night I with my mother for this
was an escape, not a way to the bank
Not a phase, not a trend, it was the means to my
I don't no friends
All I need is this gat, all I need is Henn
All I need is this pad, all I is this pen, motherfucker

2: Erick Arc Elliott]
Recognize genius, still the same
No I'm not bogus, taking notice
Just me and my
Fuck the cops, they a bunch of
Just a little weed for the morning
This is the environment we in
When you try to break out but caged in
Smoking hella weed, this my
Zombies numbers, I promised a combination
This is for the music, fill it with the
But real niggas know how good to make it
I a fan of rap before I was a fan of being black
Now I'm famous, got family, no fantasy in
My niggas ain't scared to
destroyed off the cannabinoid
I'm out-of-body like I'm the Void
In class, God loving your boy
My employees got hella report but now enjoying the of it
Damn, why are we so of it?
Even when you make mistakes, man all love it
The of it, why are we so sure of it?
Even when you make mistakes, man all love it
the things, question all that remains
Who was living with clean water to drink
We to think
But a nation of lost souls
So I'll you at the crossroads

[Verse 3: Juice]
Rest in Steezy, Rest in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, y'all niggas still be he?
No disrespect, but I some of y'all
by hip hop and take it shit too far
No brains, man, just a slight in plans
Use the mic to and rock and choose to stand
No cause ya
We that's all
You rap all you all you want with no message involved
I'll be out in meditate in Nepal
I to pray God God me or the devil I call
I swear I said it before, y'all I ain't for war
Misjudged, misguided, not a ounce of
Nah, survivor
Niggas do but ya mind still basic psychedelics wasted
Time can't ya
Cop killer if ya wanna come up in my face that nonsense
Go Thrilla like Mike Jack, be that nigga
in straight jacket
Let my think backwards
Roll a backwood, it before load this Mac
And let this clip pack em ask a question
Like how we grow up in a
with hate and oppression
And we going when our pops and moms would left?
I'm still smoking in the hood on the steps
But my longer than a fucking ostrich neck, nigga