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Beam - Blood Money Lyrics

BLOOD MONEY Lyrics[Intro]
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
This is the way that they see us, we look like the ape
They don't like the color of my face
I like it blacker the berry, the sweeter the taste
[Black never crack no debate?]
I'm not even Afro-American but I get hated, stuck in an airport for eight
On my way up to see Rihanna, she ain't no basic
She told me the lesson is great
God turn the pressure to power, it's straight from the brake
The wine come from crushing the grapes
I comе from an Urban environment, always stay 'wake
I mеan that, stay woke for the snakes
I'm out of place since I left my home at eight
I miss the season with grace
I'm in the states and they won't let me back in the gate 'cause of my face
[Chorus]
I'm so alienated
Beam me up, Scotty, right back to the spaceship
The stars on my neck and the wrist 'frigerated
I cannot go 'head and fuck on a basic
The coupe UFO and I can't be located
My pockets do talk with the iff like the cadence
Big blue bands but it's not federated
SAFii the line and you can't even trace it
I gotta get it, I get it, the faces
The blood on the money is racist, R Rated
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

[Verse 2]
Nigga, really tell me, what's happening?
When I see black, shit dark, the screen go black again
Nigga, I'm treated like darts
Nigga, I'm panickin'
Froze like a mannequin
I thought this would've never happened to me
White on white, black on black, don't matter, really
I just [?] "Shh—"
Saw a picture of my family without me
They gon' clean up the blood with Bounty
They just paid off the judge and the county (They did)
Missed the sun and it shine when it's cloudy (Yeah)
When the government bought it, don't count me
So we hide all the powder and brownies
My uncle got caught in a case
He in the states and they won't let him back in they grace
'Cause of his face
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We so alienated
Beam me up, Scotty, right back to the spaceship
The stars on my neck and the wrist 'frigerated
I cannot go 'head and fuck on a basic
The coupe UFO and I can't be located
My pockets do talk with the iff like the cadence
Big blue bands but it's not federated
SAFii the line and you can't even trace it
I gotta get it, I get it, the faces
The blood on the money is racist, R Rated
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah