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letra de blk ranger - javae

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[intro]

they say p-ssy, money, weed be my only choice of livin’

man, here this n-gga go
ain’t n0body tryna hear this sh-t
n-gga we just tryna smoke weed, f-ck b-tches, get money
ain’t n0body tryna hear this uplifting sh-t
n-gga, like who is you? tryna save the day and all that, bruh?
l-look at this n-gga

[verse 1]
black power ranger
boy meets world, topanga
my pigment represents nothing but anger and danger
to my oppressors, i think that most of them really brainless
don’t murder me with that stainless
my momma will not manage
i know that god is our bandage
look at all of this damange
we fetishize chaos while they shoot this sh-t live on camera
like it is entertainment
eh, eh they cannot play me
he steppin’ outside of that box
no, they can’t contain him
your method is outdated
n-gga quit all that hatin’
after this track is over, i know it will be on your playlist
while your favorite ig model m-st-rbate to my latest
i usually don’t boast, but i’m tired of feelin’ so jaded and alienated
everyone sayin’ that i’m schizophrenic but that’s propaganda
cause this n-gga always understandin’
all the lies that’s been handed
and i know they can’t stand it
when i rap like this
they’d rather hear some ignorant sh-t
like p-ssy, money, weed my only choice of living
who am i pretending? i love it, i don’t wanna die from indulging in it
if moderation is key, i’m aware of all my limits
they say they want lemonade, sh-t well hand me all the lemons
i travel different dimensions when i ride these instrumentals
my life is parallel to the dream that i am living
when i bring them together, it’s a beautiful thing
f-ck being the coldest
my flow hotter than habanero wings with some lemon pepper fries on the side with ranch for my dippin’ things
that’s the weed talkin’
but you know what i mean
when i was young, i found life in a bowl of collard greens
back when i couldn’t go outside until i knew my abc’s
now my abc’s open up my third eye for me to peep
all these flaws and these zombies walkin’ around me
findin’ my balance while maintaining this gravity
with this gold on my neck, that you n-ggas could never see
we all kings and queens
but you gotta know and believe

[outro]
they say p-ssy, money, weed my only choice livin’
they say that p-ssy, money, weed be my only choice of livin’

and i really don’t doubt it
and i really don’t doubt it

then what are you here for?

what are you here for?
what are you here for?
what are you here for?
what are you here for?

what am i here for?

p-ssy, money, weed

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