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NIHILISIM/JUSTICE
- Can I do justice?
- i sing Sopranos like mob bosses, drip bravado like armed forces
- sip bacardi in the same breath as i charm her corset off
- She like poison ivy, clingy, redheaded, and a whole lotta green
- Rich daddy's girl trying not to live out her parents dreams
- still waiting for a fairy godmother, or a fairy god lover
- Christines Christian, driven samaritan, she only here cos i promised her
- full pavillion, full courtyard, everything with it, but i got plans,
- none with her in it, pretty faces trouble me, at least double my problems
- she's sorry to see, sorry sights and me, who said i was the clyde to her bonnie
- my heart ain't complicit in no robbing, and when i leave, won't be involved in no chalking
- chalk it up to trauma, wounds so deep it growing fauna
- Tay and leshawna, fay and dorota, soho girls only care what you bought her
- not if you besotted, only when you get the next rocket, its pointless
- you wonder where your voice is, why can't you stand up, say something
- make something out of these lemon's, but lemonades the same sour taste
- and itll stay that way
- mad's what i ain't, no matter what said im still black anyways, huh
- keep track of the days it took to laugh it away, it stacked an it stained, still black anyways
- knackered and pained, give thanks anyway, still black in my ways
- king to her queen, she does look kept in the family, grave digger, a good analogy
- bad, bad girl, banality i guess, damn mind give it a rest, kindness cost less than
- Bonnie Blues chest, funny, minutes of fame equate to millions all the same
- maybe i should switch to lies again, write for green, no love of the game
- forget where i came from, forget all our pain we suffered, forget my skin colour is why I stay
- instead of who did it, its mine i blame, money thicker than blood in its gain
- fact, id donate blood before id throw it a way, im a full family saint
- true, mad's what i ain't, no matter what said im still black anyways, huh
- keep track of the days it took to laugh it away, it stacked an it stained, still black anyways
- knackered and pained, give thanks anyway, still black in my ways
- rack up my plays, tack on the tally of days, bally on, robbin the place (black in your ways)
- gat at my waist, wap in her face, clerk scared, don't let her reach for the mace
- walls painted with her brains, memory's tainted with stains, didn't mean to kill her
- prolly had a daughter, just killed bambi doe's jane, only hope no more slaughter
- why bother, feds, hate, feds cases are like neck braces, no room to breathe
- these head cases, roped me into this shit anyways, better getta raise, hell of a day
- by the end we made 64 g's from this one bank, passed out at yard, feel like i injected tranq
- real what i ain't, no matter what said im still black anyways, huh
- keep track of the days it took to laugh it away, it stacked an it stained, still black anyways
- knackered and pained, give thanks anyway, still black in my ways
- "Long day at work, huh."
- Work? We call that work?
- "You making money ain't you? Way I's Sees it, You working every damn day like a motherfucking dog."
- "Get Yo Money Black man, only way to stick it to em."
- Stick it to who?
- "..."
- "Them."
- N/J
- THIS IS AMERICA
- SNOWFALL II
- Killa Kunta
- V1
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