Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Meechy
Black activists on
A whole sheet of LSD but that ain't for the
Ask ya bitch, my is immaculate
A sinner and saint, I'm as an acid trip
Just me and a rusty
Ah, ah, ah, out to Shmurda
out to Rowdy, my mind is cloudy
Stay with iron round me like 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 to my 9 like "What's up, Glock?"
I flirt with death, the drugs my paranoia
But that's the, acid taught us
You got a better doing laps in pirhanna waters
Hide your daughters, join a cult, let's an orgy
My is gory
My life American Horror Story
Still not the father, that's to Maury
Revolver ring six times like Horry (and one!)
Second amendment, nigga, grab gun
Invest in a vest when you're those slums
LSD amazing, sour fragrance
tell Uncle Sam I want my reparation
40 acres and a white slave bitch
If that offends your race, bitch, well give you a facelift
You run away your problems
boy, then you gon face this
Lord I wanna erase him
Take him to a of darkness he ain't been
the safety
Can I end up in the pen with some statements
Hard time behind these bars, the grave shift
we made it, ain't it amazin'?
Nigga I had to suffer for this, lost every lover for
Every I argue with my mother for this
was an escape, not a way to the bank
Not a phase, not a trend, it was the to my ends
I don't no friends
All I need is gat, all I need is this Henn
All I need is pad, all I need is this pen, motherfucker

2: Erick Arc Elliott]
Recognize genius, still the same
No I'm not bogus, taking notice
me and my opponents
Fuck the cops, they a of cronies
Just a little weed for the morning
is the environment we raised in
When you try to break out but you're in
Smoking hella weed, my motivation
Zombies doing numbers, I promised a
This is for the music, it with the hatred
But only real niggas know how good to it
I been a fan of rap before I was a fan of being
Now I'm famous, got family, no fantasy in
My niggas ain't to deploy
When off the cannabinoid
I'm out-of-body I'm Enter the Void
In first class, God loving boy
My got hella report but now enjoying the allure of it
Damn, why are we so of it?
when you make mistakes, man they all love it
The of it, why are we so sure of it?
when you make mistakes, man they all love it
Remorting the things, question all that
Who was living before with water to drink
We avoided to
But a nation of lost souls
So meet you at the crossroads

3: Zombie Juice]
Rest in peace Steezy, in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, y'all still tryna be he?
No disrespect, but I know some of
Influenced by hip hop and take it too far
No brains, man, just a slight change in
Use the mic to and rock and choose to stand
No cause ya
We truth all
You could rap all you all you want no message involved
be out in grass meditate in Nepal
I to pray God God hear me or the devil I
I I said it before, y'all I ain't ready for war
Misjudged, misguided, not a of quitter
Nah, true
Niggas do drugs but ya mind still basic psychedelics
Time can't ya
Cop if ya wanna come up in my face with that nonsense
Go Thrilla like Mike Jack, be that nigga
Been in jacket
Let my mind think
a backwood, pass it before load this Mac
And let this clip pack em ask a question
Like how we grow up in a
Filled hate and oppression
And where we going when our pops and moms would
I'm still smoking in the on the project steps
But my money than a fucking ostrich neck, nigga