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letra de nine - koolg

[verse 1]
we trust no black leaders, use the stove to heat us
powdered eggs and government cheeses
the calendars with martin, jfk and jesus
gotta be fresh to go to school with fly sneakers
schools with outdated books, we are the forgotten
summers, coolin off by the fire hydrant
yeah i’m from the ghetto
where old black women talk about their sugar level – it’s not unusual
to see photos of dead homie’s funerals
aluminium foil on tv antennas
little tv sit on top the big tv, eating tv dinners
girls die their hair with kool-aid
they gave us lemons, we made lemonade
but this n-gg-‘s payed, ancestral slaves
descendant of kings, it’s necessary i – bling
put rims on everything, where tims on every scene

[chorus]

[verse 2]
do i mean it like a slave master, n-gg-?
no i’m gangsta, gotta eat rappers
my abbreviation was young when i caught the cases
that should mean the court could see my changes, take off the bracelets
savers went broke, smokes, our diesel, need no bowflex
my chest still cut up like a bag of dope
bought patterns consist of boss matters
spit moses’ lost commandments like a growth sandwich out my mouth
toast to government cameras peepin us, every week i must
have my cars, homes and phones squeaked for bugs
but this is what i was dreamin of
between cuttin hard c-ke with new razors slicin my fingers up
they used to string us up, we wanted everything
but the one bringin us cake be the snakes like the
like the new jack city wedding scene
no time for mistake, tryna get it like metering

- koolg

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