Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Meechy
Black on actavis
A whole sheet of LSD but ain't for the mattress
Ask ya bitch, my stroke is
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 iron round me like Robert Downey
Don't you me, King like LeBron watch me switch my mouthpiece
Running through
Couple in my mouth like "What's up, Doc?"
I be to my 9 like "What's up, Glock?"
I flirt with death, the heighten' my paranoia
But what the, acid taught us
You got a better chance doing laps in waters
your daughters, join a cult, let's have an orgy
My biography is
My life American Horror Story
Still not the father, word to Maury
Revolver ring six times like Robert (and one!)
Second amendment, nigga, your gun
Invest in a vest when from those slums
LSD amazing, sour fragrance
Somebody tell Uncle Sam I want my
40 acres and a pearl white slave
If that offends your race, bitch, well I'll give you a
You run away from problems
Batty boy, 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 state pen with statements
Hard behind these bars, working the grave shift
Motherfucker we made it, it amazin'?
Nigga I had to suffer for this, lost every lover for
night I argue with my mother for this
Acid was an escape, not a way to the
Not a phase, not a trend, it was the means to my
I need no friends
All I need is this gat, all I is this Henn
All I need is pad, all I need is this pen, motherfucker

[Verse 2: Erick Arc
Recognize genius, still the motive
No I'm not bogus, taking notice
Just me and my
Fuck the cops, a bunch of cronies
Just save a little weed for the
This is the environment we in
you try to break out but you're caged in
Smoking weed, this my motivation
doing numbers, I promised a combination
This is for the music, it with the hatred
But only 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 in that
My niggas ain't scared to
destroyed off the cannabinoid
I'm out-of-body I'm Enter the Void
In first class, God your boy
My employees got report but now enjoying the allure of it
Damn, why are we so of it?
Even when you make mistakes, man they all it
The of it, why are we so sure of it?
Even you make mistakes, man they all love it
Remorting the things, all that remains
Who was living before with clean water to
We to think
But this a of lost souls
So I'll you at the crossroads

[Verse 3: Juice]
Rest in Steezy, Rest in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, niggas still tryna be he?
No disrespect, but I some of y'all
Influenced by hip hop and it shit too far
No brains, man, just a change in plans
Use the mic to rule and rock and choose to
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 me or the devil I call
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 basic psychedelics wasted
Time save ya
Cop if ya wanna come up in my face with that nonsense
Go Thrilla Mike Jack, bodega be that nigga
Been in straight
Let my mind think
Roll a backwood, it before load this Mac
And let whole clip pack em ask a question
how we grow up in a system
Filled with hate and
And where we going when our pops and would left?
I'm smoking in the hood on the project steps
But my money longer than a fucking ostrich neck,