Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Meechy
Black activists on
A whole of LSD but that ain't for the mattress
Ask ya bitch, my is immaculate
A and saint, I'm flashy as an acid trip
Just me and a rusty
Ah, ah, ah, out to Shmurda
out to Rowdy, my mind is cloudy
Stay iron round me like Robert Downey
Don't you doubt me, like LeBron watch me switch my mouthpiece
through knots
Couple karats in my like "What's up, Doc?"
I be to my 9 like "What's up, Glock?"
I with death, the drugs heighten' my paranoia
But that's the, acid taught us
You got a chance doing laps in pirhanna waters
Hide your daughters, join a cult, let's have an
My biography is
My like American Horror Story
Still not the father, that's word to
Revolver ring six like Robert Horry (and one!)
Second amendment, nigga, your gun
in a vest when you're from those slums
LSD amazing, kush fragrance
Somebody tell Uncle Sam I my reparation
40 and a pearl white slave bitch
If that offends your race, bitch, I'll give you a facelift
You run away your problems
Batty boy, then you gon face
Lord knows I wanna him
Take him to a level of darkness he ain't
Remove the
Can I end up in the state pen some statements
Hard time behind these bars, working the grave
Motherfucker we made it, it amazin'?
Nigga I had to suffer for this, lost every for this
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 means to my
I don't need no
All I is this gat, all I need is this Henn
All I need is this pad, all I need is pen, motherfucker

[Verse 2: Arc Elliott]
Recognize genius, still the motive
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
This is the we raised in
When you try to break out but you're in
hella weed, this my motivation
Zombies numbers, I promised a combination
This is for the music, fill it with the
But only real niggas know how to make it
I been a fan of rap I was a fan of being black
Now I'm famous, got family, no fantasy in
My niggas scared to deploy
destroyed off the cannabinoid
I'm out-of-body I'm Enter the Void
In class, God loving your boy
My got hella report but now enjoying the allure 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 you make mistakes, man they all love it
Remorting the things, question all remains
Who was living before with clean to drink
We avoided to
But this a nation of lost
So I'll you at the crossroads

[Verse 3: Juice]
in peace Steezy, Rest in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, niggas still tryna be he?
No disrespect, but I know some of
by hip hop and take it shit too far
No brains, man, a slight change in plans
Use the mic to rule and and choose to stand
No cause ya
We truth all
You could rap all you all you with no message involved
I'll be out in grass meditate in
I to pray God God hear me or the devil I
I swear I said it before, I ain't ready for war
Misjudged, misguided, not a of quitter
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 with that
Go Thrilla like Mike Jack, bodega be nigga
Been in straight
Let my think backwards
Roll a backwood, pass it load this Mac
And let this whole clip pack em ask a
how we grow up in a system
Filled with and oppression
And where we going our pops and moms would left?
I'm smoking in the hood on the project steps
But my longer than a fucking ostrich neck, nigga