Текст песни
Yeah,
nigga
where
the
trap
be?
Got
a
fifth,
where
the
gat
be?
Nigga
came
with
a
rap
sheet
And
a
chain
with
some
gucci
Pan-Africanism
What
a
wacky
religion
See
hutu
and
tutsi
Rap
a
bar
too
smoothly
Avatar
like
the
movies
Get
up
and
get
em
and
Go
raw
like
sushi
I
type
code
my
nigga
Like
Java
and
C
when
I
flow
my
nigga
Write
notes
on
a
staff,
allegro
my
nigga
Adagio,
make
it
slow
my
nigga
Wow,
wow
my
nigga
Rhyme
smart
my
nigga
Read
Engels
and
Hegel
and
Marx
my
nigga
All
different
flavors
of
art
my
nigga
Explaining
the
systems
in
parts
my
nigga
Still
dark,
my
nigga
I'm
overwhelmed
by
that
I
should
have
never
learned
to
fail,
why's
that?
The
fuck
is
negritude?
Bless
connections,
and
those
infected
with
weapons
Entirely
reminiscent
of
the
questions
to
my
younger
self
Would
harder
work
or
potions
help?
A
father
or
some
riches
Or
just
pondering
the
vicious
knells
Too
much
complexity,
the
remedy
is
to
think
less
Or
be
less,
pshh
That's
a
narrative
of
a
parody
depleted
I'm
lovin
it
just
like
Venus
Or
just
like
it's
Mickey
Dees
I'm
just
asking
to
myself
"What
were
the
naysayers
thinking?"
I
thought
my
batman
mentality
would
save
me
from
reality
But
was
put
in
check
with
the
effects
of
my
apathy
Stop
for
a
minute,
plot
to
the
rhythm
Writing
thoughts
to
precision
of
the
bop
with
some
riddles
And
criticism
is
all
that
is
entirely
unique
Tough
poor
decisions
require
just
defeat
In
order
to
be
seen
Look,
none
of
them
are
speakers,
or
intellectually
sound
Just
believers
with
beliefs
that
are
intellectual
nonsense
The
term
'conscious'
is
obnoxious
to
refer
to
yourself
as
Yes,
I'm
just
honest
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