[00:00.000] 作词 : Che Jessamy/Jo-Vaughn Virginie/Quincy Hanley/Adam Pallin
[00:25.21]Yeah, yeah
[00:26.13]I said *****s pop *****t all the time
[00:28.36]Me I don't trip 'cause they know I'm never lyin'
[00:31.08]Lookin' between the lines
[00:32.53]Feel like Ali in his prime
[00:33.89]As-Salaam-Alaikum, alaikum salaam
[00:36.81]Peace to my Slimes, and peace to my Crips
[00:39.52]Neighborhood police and they always on the *****ft
[00:42.03]Protect my Bloods, look out for my cuz
[00:45.11]When it's all said and done, we be the realest there was
[00:48.07]Who else if just not us?
[00:49.99]If you 'bout this revolution, please stand up
[00:52.85]We ain't got no one to trust
[00:54.46]Time is running up, feel the burn in my gut
[00:57.24]And if you got the guts, scream, "***** Donald Trump"
[01:00.36]We don't give a *****, never had one to give
[01:02.81]Never will forget, probably never will forgive
[01:05.79]Uh, I guess that’s just how it is
[01:09.06]And they still won't let the Black man live
[01:11.52]
[01:11.92]Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow
[01:14.84]Mentally, I can never be controlled
[01:17.62]No sympathy for foes, my enemies exposed
[01:20.34]Will they remember me when I'm gone?
[01:23.25]I say rockabye, rockabye, rockabye baby
[01:26.28]Shotta boy, shotta boy, shotta go crazy
[01:28.98]Me nuh play games, so please don't play me
[01:32.00]Look at what they made me
[01:34.22]
[01:34.71]I'm part of the reason they still Crippin' out in Brooklyn
[01:39.25]Before I was an artist I would book 'em, mm
[01:43.42]Push ya *****t back while on them front line, *****, ya lunch time
[01:45.99]I'm by them stop sign, you love that wi-fi
[01:47.66]On mamas for them dirty dollars, brains on collars
[01:51.48]Park the car around the corner, I'll be there in a second
[01:54.15]The murder weapon on me, ***** if this ***** start flamin'
[01:57.07]The cops patrollin', get that punk ass American flag ceremony
[02:00.64]Aww, damn am I going too far?
[02:03.22]Give you some flavor to borrow
[02:04.68]***** yeah it came with the car
[02:06.05]It's off-white, leveled the hard
[02:07.40]You ball, might come with a charge
[02:08.81]Your kids don't know you no more
[02:10.12]Your girl's draws stay on the floor
[02:11.52]No phone call accepted in weeks
[02:13.04]Your son picked up on your beef, real *****t
[02:15.30]From gettin' lynched in field into ownin' buildings
[02:17.81]Getting millions, influencin' white children
[02:20.58]And oddly we still ain't even
[02:22.34]Still a small percentage of blacks that's eating
[02:25.41]Same routines, the same **** fiends
[02:27.33]Them nightmare dreams, forever murder season
[02:29.33]Bad intentions to them picket fences
[02:32.05]They gave us guns but won't hire us, *****?
[02:34.67]So we killin' senseless
[02:35.68]Homies murked on the bus benches
[02:37.74]Retaliation 'cause his mama cryin'
[02:39.65]Kept it gangsta 'til I modify 'em
[02:42.02]Rockabye, rockabye
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[02:44.13]Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow
[02:47.09]Mentally, I can never be controlled
[02:49.51]No sympathy for foes, my enemies exposed
[02:52.33]Will they remember me when I'm gone?
[02:55.00]I say rockabye, rockabye, rockabye baby
[02:58.38]Shotta boy, shotta boy, shotta go crazy
[03:01.30]Me nuh play games, so please don't play me
[03:04.07]Look at what they made me