hello hello my niggas hello and hello my niggas please keep it mellow my nigga stop sippin' yellow my nigga you itchin' and twitchin' and glitchin' my nigga listen my nigga snakes in your circle and them bitches hissin' my nigga my nigga don't listen one thing i hate 'bout my nigga so i just pray 'bout my nigga nigga it's hard niggas done gave up on god maybe god gave up on us maybe she angry we worshippin' all these false idols so devils just prayin' on us this for the junkie the fiend and the loser prayin' to god in the back of a cruiser i pray that prison can cure your addiction and devil's affliction don't heart you no more needin' no reason but i'll let you know i was so young when i stood at that store that i did not know that the money you paid me was meant for your babies and now they just poor it was just business my nigga i am not vicious my nigga i had no vision my nigga i wanted gucci and fendi my nigga gucci givenchy my nigga but none of them crackers ain't love us my nigga all of them crackers said fuck us my nigga mad 'cause they women in love with the god they fuck us and suck us and love us my nigga back to the trap back to the dickies and buffs lookin' like i drive a truck fuckin' my bitch shit better be rich she buy a new bag of weed goddamnit i don't understand it but if she's an addict this gucci purse gon' get her geeked thick with her ass she is a betty shabazz pretty as coretta scott all that i got she got the face of a model she got the heart of assata she from the gutter my nigga wife and a mother my nigga winnie mandela my nigga free leonard pelletier my nigga obama please free our mama my nigga asada my nigga please free mutulu my nigga heart of a zulu my nigga free larry hoover my nigga free jeff fort my nigga fuck all the courts my nigga movin' like malcom and martin and king lift every voice this song that i sing born in the womb of a beautiful teen i am a beautiful wonderful thing i am a king my woman's a queen master fard said we are the god i study hard like john henrik clarke even in my days of whippin' the hard i'll tell the devil that black man is god keepin' it player just playing my part lean on my demon and post in the park jewelry on gleamin' like rakim allah my eric b is my nine in the car you try to g me get nine in your jaw bless all the felons that handled the raw fuck all the tellers that ran to the law watch out for the hitters with sticks in the car my name is michael i'm down by law
-Killer Mike
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