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Yeah, be the realest shit I never
I ain't write this by the way, nigga
Some real shit here, nigga
will be the realest shit you ever quote

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My momma ain't at home and still in jail
Tryna a plate, anybody seen the scale?

My president is black, my Lambo's
And I be if my rims ain't too
My light green and my Jordan's light gray
And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, go

Today was a day, hope I have me a great night
I dunno what you for, hope you catch you a great white
Need I say white, heavy as killer whales
I cannot believe this, who it came in bails?

Who knew it came with jail, who knew it with prison?
Just 'cause you got an opinion does make you a politician?
Bush all of us, would that make him a criminal?
And then he cheated in Florida, would make him a Seminole?

I say and I quote, we a miracle
And I say a miracle this shit is hysterical
But my nephews and nieces, I email Jesus
him forward to Moses and cc: Allah

Mr. Soul Survivor does make me a Konvict?
'Be all you can be', now, don't sound like some dumb shit
When you dogged with oil as black as my nigga boo
It's really a Desert Storm, that's word to my Clue

me in Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona
Rep for them real niggaz, I'm in California
in Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My ain't at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My money's light and my Jordan's light gray
And they to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

I said I up this morning, headache this big
Pay all damn bills, feed all these damn kids
Buy all these shoes, buy all these school clothes
For some strange reason my son addicted to

Mommies a spinach dip, I'm to use Houston's
And if the is right, I take a trip out to Houston
A earthquake out in China, a hurricane in New
Street Dreams Tour, I sold my ass in New

Did it for Soulja Slim, out B.G.
It's all love from the you Pimp C
You how the pimp be, that nigga gon' speak his mind
If he speak down from heaven, he tell me stay on my grind

Tell him I'm doin' fine, Obama for
We for damn change, so y'all let the man shine
Stuntin' on Martin Luther 'cause I'm just like a king
Guess this is what he meant when he that he had a dream

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My momma ain't at and daddy still in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody the scale?

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's gray
And they love to see white, now how much you pay, let's go

Our history, history, no president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys, so a nigga go broke
Then he put us in jail, now, a nigga can't go
So I spend dough on hoes is strippin'
She ain't a politician honeys a

My president is black, golden charms
22 inch rims Hulk Hogan's arms
When thousands of peoples is up to see you
That can arouse ya ego, you got to feed

So gotta stay true to who you are and where you came
'Cause at the top will be the same place you hang
No matter how big you could be
For fee or publicity, never lose your integrity

For years been surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this
Mr. Black President, yeah Obama for
They gotta put ya face on the 5000 dollar

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My momma ain't at and daddy still in jail
Tryna a plate, anybody seen the scale

My president is black, my blue
And I be if my rims ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's gray
And they love to see white, now how much you pay, let's go

So I'm here right now man, it's June 3rd, 2:08 a.m.
Nigga, I won't say win, lose or man
We congratulate you already
See I motivate the thugs right, you motivate us
what it is, this a hands on policy

Ya'll touchin' me right nigga, yeah, first president
Win, lose or draw nigga, of fact, you know what it is, man
Shouts out Robinson, Booker T Washington homie
Oh y'all ain't think I knew that shit, Sidney Poitier, they do

My president is black, I'm too though