Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Meechy
activists on actavis
A whole sheet of LSD but that ain't for the
Ask ya bitch, my stroke is
A sinner and saint, I'm as an acid trip
Just me and a rusty
Ah, ah, ah, out to Shmurda
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 in my mouth like "What's up, Doc?"
I be talking to my 9 "What's up, Glock?"
I flirt death, the drugs heighten' my paranoia
But that's what the, taught us
You got a better doing laps in pirhanna waters
Hide daughters, join a cult, let's have an orgy
My biography is
My life like American 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 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
Batty boy, then you gon this
Lord I wanna erase him
Take him to a level of darkness he ain't
the safety
Can I end up in the state pen some statements
Hard time these bars, working the grave shift
Motherfucker we made it, ain't it
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 don't need no
All I is this gat, all I need is this Henn
All I need is this pad, all I is this pen, motherfucker

[Verse 2: Arc Elliott]
Recognize genius, the same 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 we raised in
When you try to out but you're caged in
hella weed, this my motivation
Zombies numbers, I promised a combination
is for the music, fill it with the hatred
But only real niggas how good to make it
I been a fan of rap before I was a fan of black
Now I'm famous, got family, no in that
My niggas ain't to deploy
destroyed off the cannabinoid
I'm like I'm Enter the Void
In first class, God loving boy
My employees got hella 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, question all that
Who was living with clean water to drink
We to think
But this a of lost souls
So I'll meet you at the

[Verse 3: Zombie
in peace Steezy, Rest in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, y'all niggas tryna be he?
No disrespect, but I know of y'all
Influenced by hip hop and it shit 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 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 ounce of
Nah, true
Niggas do drugs but ya mind still basic wasted
Time save ya
Cop killer if ya come up in my face with that nonsense
Go Thrilla like Mike Jack, bodega be that
Been in straight
Let my mind backwards
Roll a backwood, it before load this Mac
And let this whole pack em ask a question
Like how we grow up in a
Filled with and oppression
And where we 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