Nenjah Nycist feat. Black Milk - Throw Hands paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Throw Hands - Black Milk , Nenjah Nycist



It's lofi Lebron and everything that I clutch is raw
I'm on a whole other cloud
I might just cop a buster sword
It was seven of us
In one bedroom ain't no comfort for us
I just want to see my moms again
When I confront the Lord
A black king
I'm the reason that they made a bunch of laws
Cops can eat a dick
They always coming for us
I was never was really into Star Wars
So fuck the force
But I use logic and reason against the maschine
A bunch of daws
We should do a ted talk on bars
Keep the fruit punch in jars
Left a calm quarter mil in my memoir
It might be the wrong time
But shit I'm the right one
Talk my shit like Mysonne
The feds with they Nikons
You see how they do us
Yo this country never rights wrong
The pen may be mightier but don't get caught unarmed
Niggas doing run on sentences
It's too long
Uninstall the system
It's time for a new one
And this is what it sounds like
Hip hop baby yeah
And this is what it sounds like
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Throw throw throw your hands up
Yeah yeah
You witnessing the flesh and bone
Grind from the sun up to the sun is gone
Went from lesser known to the epitome
Figured I'd get my own
While these other niggas
That was just a clone
Had to watch my name to be set it stone
Been around the world
Because of words that I said in songs
For my niggas home
Only see the world through they phone
I set a tone hoping they hear the zone
Til they views of the city from above
Like a drone
This is ski mask herringbone
Kids that are bearing chrome
When the shots blow get low
It's a baritone
City where none of my homies
Got parents home
Had to find fam on street corners
Cops will speak on us
Handcuffs tried to keep on us
Red and blues light up the skies
White tees with RIPs that make the whole hood divide
Youngin's take sides make the whole hood collide
This that black hand side
Yeah that black man drive
You see us we keep going
See us we keep growing
Money we keep blowing
A wolf that can spot the wolves in sheep's clothing
Peak that we knowing shit
How you do it intense
Get a bag hit the gas then we shooting the whip
Shit shit this as true as it gets
How you ride waves depends how you moving the ship
We goat



Writer(s): Zuri Dowridge


Nenjah Nycist feat. Black Milk - Throw Hands (feat. Black Milk) - Single
Album Throw Hands (feat. Black Milk) - Single
date de sortie
07-07-2021



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