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For my theme song
My leather black jeans on
My by any means on
Pardon I’m getting my scream on
Enter the kingdom but watch who you bring home
They see a black man with a white woman
At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong
Middle America packed in
Came to see me in my black skin
My homey was number one draft pick
They still burned his jersey in Akron
If I don’t get ran out by Catholics
Here come some conservative Baptists
Saying he overreacting
Like them black kids in Chiraq bitch— Kanye West - Black Skinhead
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Strawberry Swing
— Frank Oceansay hello
then say farewell
to the places you know
we are all mortals aren’t we
any moment this could go -
LeBron James and Chris Paul giving inspirational words to young College ball players
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Take it one day at a time..
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Black Skin Head 2
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Black Skin Head
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When my story’s told, how will they tell it?
Will they say I was a giver or remember I was selfish?
Will they say I was a sinner or pretend I was a saint?
Will I go down as a winner, what’s the picture they gon’ paint?
Wouldn’t say that I’m a quitter, that’s one thing I know I ain’t
Will they tarnish, will they taint?
Glorify me, over-think? Say they know me, say I’m great?
Say I’m phony, I was fake?
Say the things about me they never told me to my face?
I was loved I was hated
Just a nigga with a dream
I’m a liar, I was honest, I was all of these things
When I’m gone let em talk, they discussing who I am
When they bury me just know I wasn’t nothing but a man— J. Cole - Farewell
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You see its broke nigga racism
That’s that “Don’t touch anything in the store”
And this rich nigga racism
That’s that “Come here, please buy more— Kanye West - New Slaves
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That Kevin Durant “Dream Crew” sweater though!!
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New Slaves
My momma was raised in an era when
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help
But they wasn’t satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
You see its broke nigga racism
That’s that “Don’t touch anything in the store”
And this rich nigga racism
That’s that “Come here, please buy more”
What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things
Used to only be niggas now everybody plain
Spending everything on Alexander Wang
New Slaves
We used to be only niggas
You see it’s leaders and there’s followers
But I’d rather be a dick than a swallower
I throw these Maybach keys
I wear my heart on the sleeve
I know that we the new slaves
I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves
I know that we the new slaves
I see the blood on the leaves
They throwing hate at me
Want me to stay at ease
Fuck you and your corporation
Y’all niggas can’t control me
I know that we the new slaves
I know that we the new slaves
I’m about to wild the fuck out
I’m going Bobby Boucher
I know that pussy ain’t free
You niggas pussy, ain’t me
Y’all throwing contracts at me
You know that niggas can’t read
Throw on some Maybach keys
Fuck it, c’est la vie
I know that we the new slaves
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with me
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with Ye
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with Ye
I’ll move my family out the country
So you can’t see where I stay
So go and grab the reporters
So I can smash their recorders
See they’ll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA
Teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock niggas up
They tryna make new slaves
See that’s that private owned prison
Get your piece today
Prolly all in the Hamptons
Braggin’ ‘bout their maid
Fuck you and your Hampton house
I’ll fuck your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse
And in her Hampton mouth
Y’all ‘bout to turn shit up
I’m ‘bout to tear shit down
I’m ‘bout to air shit out
Now what the fuck they gon’ say now?
