Black panther, black panther, what do you I see a dream ITAL watching me
Back Yeah, hey, can we get a break From the cocaine and the nigga, we know Aight nigga, we Can we get a break from the strippers on the nigga, we know Okay nigga, we
Hey shawty, ain't no future in no And ain't no in no bang-bang Ain't no cleanin' interstates inside a chain-gang Know some rap niggas put that inside your mainframe Pills you stupid and liquor do the same thing 'Raris too and they way too hard to maintain Get a Camry, "nigga said a Camry?" Watch that ho depreciate and you'll understand me It's being fiscally responsible Don't let these lying up in hip-hop here conquer you The TV's not your father fool, that video's not your Try your best to be a man and worst to be a monster
May we have some roses for the A little for the gentlemen And here's some for the babies Some peacenality for the wide-wide-wide world More patience to the youth, sympathy for the Empathy for the old, more justice for the and pressed Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!
I know you're sayin', "Lupe 'bout the same shit" Well, 'cause ain't shit changed, bitch And don't excuse my language I would hate for you to misrepresent The true of my anguish And by far I ain't shocked, upset, or appalled I'm ashamed, I can't if you ain't sayin' shit And recognize all this emptiness is Ain't buildin' up they confidence, we teachin' 'em that they shit If they ain't got the latest that they saw on famous Mercy of the on this double-edged sword Instead of askin' where the is Maybe maybe we could ask for
May we have roses for the ladies A little for the gentlemen And here's some kisses for the peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide world More patience to the youth, sympathy for the Empathy for the old, justice for the down and pressed Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!
May we have roses for the ladies A little for the gentlemen And some kisses for the babies Some peacenality for the whole world patience to the youth, sympathy for the poor Empathy for the old, more justice for the down and no liar ITAL, ah yaa!
Called the a terrorist Corporate like, how the fuck you gon' embarrass us? my fault, I was just repeatin' this Professor Emeritus America But my was like an Afghani kid without a home that bitch up with a drone An Iraqi with no daddy, Palestinian throwing The fuck you think call him, I'mma leave that all alone 'Cause this, the focus on this new shit is hopeless that I was born into systematic brokenness Took downpression and developed it to dopeness that great American rap-rap ferocious
May we have some for the ladies A little appreciation for the And here's some kisses for the Some peacenality for the whole world More patience to the youth, sympathy for the Empathy for the old, more justice for the and pressed Treat no ITAL, ah yaa!