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Negro League (Prod. By Such N Such)This shit sound like days of our livesFreenation out here paying our tithes, save mula give em' ten percent That's too fuckin much. That's like window tint Shouts to Such n Such. {Unh} Sauk Trail Cheifin on the back porch, grillin each other Conversation was penicillin, niggas healin each, other that's how the fam do Free Nation Rebel Soldier Drop boulders Never pebbles that's what I can't do Stance like a black panther the standards are Huey Newton or Bobby Seale, or Cam Newton, or Issac Newton You'll prolly feel The apple off yo forehead Don't chalk it up to gravity I'm droppin knowledge actually I'm droppin college actually I left without my credits give me credit nigga My credentials with this pencil put you on yo toes, put my soul on instrumentals A foot fettish nigga Fuck with me famo! If you don't you couldn't hide in 50 camos I'm with a chick you couldn't hump with 50 camel backs Booty like a camelback Sick as 50 camel packs of cigarettes Don't give me lip unless it's camel toe Nights like we in camelot You could call him lancelot how I swing excalibur at ignorance Knights of the round table Nice with profound fables Nights of this thrift shit we found label they covet Love it. live it. Pivot! Turn around on dime if it's a buck on her mind I could give a fuck if she fine Give me nickles and quarters We ain't building foundations fickle I'm spittin that mortar Snappin' ladders like peanut brittle the distance is shorter It's like ripples on water you could catch the wave like Lake Michigan hittin' Winsconson Winters cold but it's warm when Jacksons right next yo Johnson They see that and they bring the action all over your Bronson Bratwurst I be like negro please no matter how you see it rap just like the negro leagues I'm talking tress and speaking truths And they ain't got a muthafuckin' clue when the world blow if the ground start to shake you can bet I'm out the door when a blunt and prayer for the fan fuck a ho. For the free cause that's all my peoples know. For the free cause that's all my peoples know. For the free cause that's all my peoples know And they ain't got a Muthafuckin' clue when the world gone end so starting from the bottom I'm a stack my ends swear to God that I'll never lose my soul for no Benz negro please we gone play this negro league till we bleed till the fleas eat my muthafuckin' knees I'll be running with my dogs And they ain't got a muthafuckin' clue when the world blow if the ground start to shake you can bet I'm out the door when a blunt and prayer for the fan fuck a ho. For the free cause that's all my peoples know. For the free cause that's all my peoples know. For the free cause that's all my peoples know |