[Intro]
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You ready?
[Verse 1]
Fuck you and all of your bigot opinions, this be that militant rap
We bringing ignorance back
Cuz y'all crackers never listen, the only way to get your attention
Is to prove we're nothing but savages, some human mutant accidents
Bring me to where the action is, I'll pass the fist
This a call to arms from Starrett City down to Paerdegat
You wanna be racially profiled so fucking bad and I consider that a sacrilege
You blue-eyed white dragons nothing but masochists
Antagonists, you prolly think Jesus was white, blasphemous
And you still hate gays? Man, fuck you and your pastor, bitch
You couldn't tell a fucking diamond from an amethyst
I'm talking to the mannequins that done voted for Trump in November
And for the record I think Black Lives Matter
And I won't tolerate black lives being undervalued
So them crooked cops better fucking scatter before some glass gets shattered
And everyone gets fucking beaten and battered cuz we...
[Hook]
Took the weight of the world off your shoulders and left a chip
At least you acknowledge that we the shit
Young black artists
And we won't stop grinding until we all rich
They don't believe in us, we out to prove 'em wrong
Yeah, we out to prove 'em wrong
They don't believe in us, we out to prove 'em wrong
But don't expect it to happen by the end of this song
[Verse 2]
If you're new to the wave, it's an honor to meet you
But after that if I see you imma treat you like an equal
I gotta flex for my people...
Hey, my work's notorious
Your work's laborious like stocking seafood up in KeyFood
Smoking a nick at night, watching the fresh prince
White widow and white widows, gotta build my tolerance
Nowadays, success and melanin sounding synonymous, nigga
You know what it do... Black Opulence!
Took the weight of the world off your shoulders and left a chip
All our ancestors' work just to be met with stop and frisk
Ronald Reagan gave us drugs, so we built our houses with bricks
Because we caught on kinda quick that the war on drugs don't exist
It's apparent in everything from the lyrics that we spit
To the obscenities we shout when they put the cuffs on our wrists The system's rigged, it might've already doomed our kids
We refuse to believe this is as good as it gets cuz we...
[Hook]
Took the weight of the world off your shoulders and left a chip
At least you acknowledge that we the shit
Young black artists
And we won't stop grinding until we all rich
They don't believe in us, we out to prove 'em wrong
Yeah, we out to prove 'em wrong
They don't believe in us, we out to prove 'em wrong
But don't expect it to happen by the end of this song