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letra de strange fruit - nuworld kayo

{intro: nuworld kayo}
yeah.. yo this beat finna tweak you out in like.. like 4 seconds. on 3, 1, 2

{verse 1: nuworld kayo}
i ain’t never sold dope (i ain’t never sold that sh-t)
but to the world i’m a king pin living off c0ke (wow)
mink coat, been broke never going back to it
needed 10 mil pr-nto-knew just how to do it
pigs still tryna prove it!
probably think i pushed a couple keys on the low
probably think i grew a couple trees, never know
probably be the reason all these seasons never change
blacks k!lling black, and police? same thing
probably trying to find a way to keep a brother quiet
serve and protect? man the devil is a lie
got a couple things for the next walk-free
zimmerman still better stay up off the street
okay, i’d be lying if i said i’d never shoot at any oppa, that’s a coppa, if i see them then it’s blocka
i’d be lying if i said i’d never aim at a good cop’s brain, he’ll still get the flocka
‘cause he represent the b-st-rds who get paid to k!ll an african american that’s walking through the street
i ain’t messing with you f-ggots, i’d rather put my two fingers up and i ain’t talking ‘bout no peace (strange fruit boy)

{chorus: nuworld kayo}
game full of strange fruit (game full of strange fruit n-gga)
hop in the game, get change but don’t let that sh-t change you (never let that sh-t change you n-gga)
hop in a range with chains and they wonder why i live like – it’s my last breath, since it might be, i’m trying to live right
just let me live life. x2

{verse 2: tyre hakim}
what’s good, kayo?
look, look, feeling like god in the flesh, like fard with a vest at war with the opp n-ggas
i knew about the verdict before i heard it because the judge love when the cops love to drop n-ggas
my gang claim cop k!llers, won’t stop k!lling, ‘cause the cops bringing glock’s to the block n-gga
and we don’t f-ck with obama because obama promised he was going to solve all of these problemos
ain’t no keeping me quiet, ain’t no mother f-cking peace in these mother f-cking streets, f-ck the police
ain’t no controlling me, control the ones that patrol the streets
control the ones that can shoot a n-gga down and get paid for it: no indictment? no charges?
y’all k!lled trayvon martin
mike brown was another target, look
f-ck the law, k!lling all uncle toms, f-ck you thought? what you thought, we was done coming after all of y’all?
i’m on my django sh-t, hand me the chains, those whips will be the same sh-t i slay you with
you k!lled my cuz, trayvon and oscar too
f-ck with fam, number one thing not to do
it’s possible i run up with a glock or two or pop at you and leave you with the doctors too

{verse 3: nuworld flood}
pyro f-ck with me boy
okay, now i’m back again like no abdomen
with them strange fruit n-ggas that be apple-ing
whole time n-ggas shooting like they actors man, and i probably had it backwards then but now i’m after them
all the people that reside in the government
telling us lies and try to cover it
i don’t give a f-ck about that other sh-t, all black whip that b-tch the mother ship with k!llers on the back like, “turn up!”
rolling down the block like parade
send that b-tch up like a mother f-cking raid
send a hundred shots at the motherf-cking case
then a hundred shots at you motherf-ckers face
i might have to learn how to shoot with a burner, if another cop get away with a murder
ima be ready when the devil come for me
ain’t no “hands up”, n-gga we just squeeze
okay, look, wait, wait.. chicago out here with cops
and the cops trying to shoot down the blacks
and the blacks trying to shoot down the opps
and government don’t give a f-ck ‘bout that
and they wonder why n-ggas can’t win
and they trying to raise devils like tax
but my hands stay ready like jacks
and my backs to the wall n-gga you where it’s at, strange fruit boy!

- nuworld kayo

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