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Yeah, be the shit I never wrote
I write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit here, nigga
will be the realest shit you ever quote

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

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

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

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

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

Mr. Soul Survivor does that me a Konvict?
'Be all you can be', now, don't that sound like some shit
When you dogged with crude oil as 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 winnin' in
Winnin' in Tennessee, hands down
Landslide Alabama, on my way to

My president is black, my Lambo's
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My momma at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna make a plate, seen 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 light
And they love to see white, now how much you pay, let's go

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

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

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

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

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

My is black, my Lambo's blue
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 you tryna pay, let's go

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

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

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

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

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

My president is black, my Lambo's
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My light green and my Jordan's light gray
And they to see white, now how much you tryna 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, or draw man
We congratulate you homie
See I motivate the thugs right, you us homie
That's what it is, this a on policy

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

My president is black, I'm too though