b.a badd dessalines flow şarkı sözleri

Yo, shit, it's like the whole country on fire right now, me and my niggas been living in hell, f*ck you niggas talking bout Yo, I said a bro killed a bro, mixed emotions I can't even cry Feeling guilty when I mourn this feeling like I'm choosing sides Memories just terrorize , incidents that's memorized Some of my brothers in the cell, some of my brodies in the sky Seen my bro up on a visit sat , and looked me in the eyes Told me every time he hear my music he get energized And he got ten to go, plus he got ten in Ya'll glorified this bullshit, I talk what I was living My mommy sounded sad on the phone when I was bidden I guarantee my town had a phone when I was bidden And I'm not the toughest out Knife work, gunplay, never pussy Plus my hands good and I stomp you out Pounds come from Spring Valley, speed limit, hit the route As soon as I hit the town, I send a code and send em out Me and Dougie on the phone we contemplate a big amount In my demise, make sure that mines goes in my kids account My daughter's eyes bring my mother joy that I ain't seen in years My daughter's eyes takes me to a place where I can see my fears My youngin got his doctorate in crime, he graduated The other one came home from doing time, I'm glad he made it Y'all talk that cool shit in y'all rhyme, but it's fabricated You might have sold a couple dimes, but it's exaggerated Nigga, I really talk what I was living Yeah, I said black man, black man cops killed another one Black man, black man, I love you as my mother's son Tell me what you running from, we rising like the morning sun Put your boots up on the ground leave a cracker under one Yeah, I'm talking Toussaint, no, I'm talking Dessalines, gotta keep your baby safe, make sure that you protect the queens R.I.P George Floyd, so many I can't even name The pressure of a black man, only one can feel my pain Ogun spirit lurking, country going up in flames I do this for our ancestors, feel the blood up in your veins Crazy when me and my grandmother feel the same Hurt and we 60 years apart and we didn't see it change Up it on the Zimmerman, flame it on the Dillard Roof, put a bullet through a robe, kill the ones that's killing you Up it on the Zimmerman, flame it on the Dillard Roof, put a bullet through a robe, kill the ones that's killing you Badd
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