I'm sayin, look [Verse] Why can't I call myself Pretty (Pretty) If you thugged out, cleaned up, seen us, all black truck and blinged up Big bucks must be made and
think and grow rich, that gives me the advantage Uncle L L, I got product for sale So I can bail Al Sharpton out of jail Somebody gotta do it, somebody in the black
the al capone suite - la fam' and my bed lady My sweaters shed crazy - 180 below the red avery I'm tryin' to see dynasty And ain't nothin' stoppin me
and anti-American synonymous Back in the day I would've gotten black listed just for speakin' up Hoover probably would've screamed Communist I want black and
in the day I would've gotten Black listed just for speakin' up Hoover probably would've screamed Communist! I want black and brown unity But cats get
next And we go again My enemies I keep friends 'cause when I wind them I got them and take them rock bottom And rap is fire I'ts U-Verse-Iya Hit man
and old and infants can hear it (Love is) - Knowin the rap game is not the same And still I came Whoever killed 'Pac and Smalls, they're lame Erick Sermon
the facts about real life and death situations Mack with real ice rings, breath tkin' See me floss with whores, double ways and doors The crew Pa Pa, Commishoner style and
and dump on it And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours And role out with a nigga slumped on it You see Black fall back son Me and Shock up
gotta hit other sides of the Earth Spread Wu-ness, foolish, civilization's cursed But luckily I'm born to be wild and aure-al Move crowds collect twenty thou and
time! [Samples from beginning] [Wyclef] He looked at my permit and said, "Get out the car" I'm about to bring the earth, wind, and fire life from
) Game (walking down the avenue) Game (always coppin' somethin' new) [INF-Black] What you know about gangstas, thugs and real niggaz Niggaz that get pussy, and
gangsta if you're not in black Rappers say they gangsta like that mean that they can not be wack So I look around and realize I only got my strap And
and dump on it and send a couple of boys to that corner of yours and role out with a nigga slumped on it you see Black fall back son me and Shak up
(feat. Bahamadia) [Black Thought] Yeahh.. To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind All my peoples that be knowin the time; c'mon and push
Chorus Verse Three: Livin the life of limos and lights Airplanes and trains Short days and long nights Keyboards and mics Bass chords and drum kicks And
Tom cats And social climbing forces. Mathilda always hated to have long black hair She could not stand Tom cats And Tom cats everywhere....... Matilde
in the day I would've gotten black listed just for speakin' up Hoover probably would've screamed Communist! I want black and brown unity but cats get