75 Bars (Black's Reconstruction)

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I'm from the land of them straight razor face beard niggas
 With hammers on their waist, yeah, waste rare niggas
 And I race scared niggas, them snake head niggas
 That take care of niggas who don't break bread with us
 Niggas make dead niggas and hate black niggas
 Brown niggas hide yellow niggas and them red niggas
 No telling when the bullet coming, be prepared niggas
 Cuz when it do it coming land, sea and air niggas
 That's everywhere niggas, Am I the muthafucking legendary?
 Yeah niggas, make it very clear niggas
 Been looking at y'all in my rearview
 Mirror niggas want to be a millionaire, I'm already there niggas
 I'm the definiere nigga, a bear taking more than my share
 Lookee here, yeah, I know it ain't fair nigga
 Neither is a bar even with a hair trigger
 Haystack, try and find a needle up in there nigga
 Leave you up in there nigga, show me the puppet
 That don't need a puppeteer nigga, shed another tear nigga
 I'm in the field with a shield and a spear nigga
 I'm in your girl with her heels in the air nigga
 I am such a fair nigga, you in a battle telling
 Me you not ready like you figured I'ma bear with you
 I don't care nigga, you now listening to the sounds
 Of the money making jam trillionaires nigga
 Gentlemen of an extraordinary league
 You never see me blowing on no ordinary weed
 What I'm smoking ain't a product of no ordinary seed
 Your boy is heavy treed, I'm feeling merry
 As a Tyler Perry scene, that monetary gang green
 We tried to launder the cash and never came clean
 So now I'm in the story with all the cats before me
 And smoke purgatory for doing the same thing
 And them niggas ain't change, them niggas can't change
 Their moms shake their heads saying it's such a dang shame
 To the buck, did another dang plan
 My stage and my government ain't the same name
 I'm a rock star, love it that my wallet chain hang
 I'm a modern day saint; I'm a modern day king
 My definition I can finally explain
 Cold smooth like that dud Sean Connery was playing
 I just got to be the man, I'm the father figure and
 When I spit it's something like a psychology exam
 If you stand where I stood, you could probably understand
 How that mic feeling like a million dollars in my hand
 It's the silence of the lamb, go and cop another gram
 And twist with your zanny, work your set, work it down
 What's your net working plan? You better look alive
 Cuz them niggas outside looking desperate again nigga
 And the blunts and liquor killing our lungs and liver
 The asthmatic drug addict I function with it
 I put a rapper in a hole where the dust will sit
 For spitting played out patterns that once was hitting
 I got news for you all, let me show you how to ball
 See the legendary fall? I ain't heard of that
 Y'all niggas is off the wall like Aresnio Hall
 I'ma put you right back where the dirt is at
 450 fahrenheit on the thermostat
 Somebody starving like a white girl? that
 But she not a earner yet, she couldn't put in no work,
 Not earning that, the black microphone murder vet
 I'm in a class of my own,
 If I got beef with you, you the last one to know
 I arrive on time, I'm never fashionable
 You late, I'm already international-able
 I done toured to Berlin, banged in Beijing
 You never seen nothing can't say the same thing
 Tell somebody Black Thought, yeah you know the name ring
 So give him the game ring for bringing what them niggas can't bring
 My hustle is long, my muscle is strong
 My man put the paper in the duffle I'm gone
 Y'all still a light year from the level I'm on
 Just a pawn stepping right into the head of the storm
 You been warned, I will blow y'all niggas and disintegrate
 I'm a rebel, renegade must stay paid
 

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Duration
03:15
Key
1
Tempo
108 BPM

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