letra de foolish - blacc
[man blacc, drop this sh-t]
[verse 1: blacc]
(clears throat)mic check, mic check
uhh, resurrected from the dead on my zombie sh-t
thank ya insults, but f-ck ya compliments
seen dreams turn nightmares quick, tell the demons get off my d-ck
it’s all real no pretending when the devil grinning
they all friend-ly, when the money come in, see?
i study action, peep the verbal tactic. relax kid
chill, it’s only simple mathematics
add dough, f-ck hoes, wear so much ice ’til you can’t feel sh-t; case closed
never sell your soul, roll alone. you’ll make it to the top if you abide by the code
uh, gold chain just to numb the pain
haters hate, make em smoke they-self like marlon wayans
yeah, you are looking at the future. you ain’t bout business but, do whatever suit ya
black lex luther, riding in a caddy. swerve in h-town moving slow like gary
yeah, cup full of regret, never took a sip. 1 clip will put you on a news clip. (gunshot)
ironic, no i run it. glock dumpin’, drunken, it’s something how i stumble over nothing
-ssumptions, corruptions. mind can’t function. think i need a bondsman. no, that’s just nonsense
think i need adjustments. think we need justice. feeling like my wrongs & my rights need a conference
been in line i’m just waiting to go. i’m like a russian nuke, dude i been waiting to blow
uh
[verse 2: blacc]
put 20 on the loser
i got 5 you’d think my name, ha ha
yeah, stay close before blacc lose ya, shorty body nice, that don’t mean i’ma choose her
verbally gifted, tell me what’s the word
beating blacc absurd, boy you negroes got nerve
got alot to learn but, nothing to lose. al sharpton sharp, just missing some loose screws
break a couple rules just to fix the system
rebel in my own mind, give a f-ck about statistics
f-ck your whispers, little b-tches. spitting in the face of politicians. put that on worldstar
put that on vine too
need i remind you? the don, it won’t take much just to find you
the don, i can put you on if i tried to
been alive long enough to get lied to
been through sh-t superman wouldn’t survive through
catch you at the store, clean up on isle 2
versatile n-gga. alone i walk this mile
figured, how they gone stop me? i just be murkin’ y’all n-ggas
dots on him like a leopard. hot as hawaiian weather. my team deserve a medal, medical sending out stretchers
you ain’t better never. metal weapons byp-ss detectors
erase him like a sketched him, run the game in my sketchers
who got next up?
they’ll get eff’d up by a left, duck
swear i ball like my left nut just got a fresh cut
live from 409, i puts it down. long ways from my prime. fill my cup up with pride now kiss the bride
smooches, dreams lucid, i’m sinking cruise ships; t-tanic is how i do’s it, you foolsih
all i need is a beat to k!ll… all i need is a beat to k!ll, 1
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