Black Out

Duration

3:59

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Verse 1: Death Enlightenment Raw emotion Mobbing on a corner passing drinks to my soldiers Dark Cold stone Metal on the second dome Taking gold with the chrome Retro Quid pro quo Mistakes made Price paid Gargling devotion Pop the muzzle Many things set in motion Kings flee their Queens Infidelity’s commotion I sailed the ocean Divided a notion Haters prepping beef Dab my face with the Vaseline Going hard on these streets I’m the shepherd you the sheep Pop the collar on my fleece You know I’m stunting with my trophies Knees chaffed Many years in a maze Fingernails concaved climbing out my grave Rat race We ain’t made for horse reigns Attaining gain with no pain ain’t no game Brain drains Die Hard or you live cushy Speakin of the kushy Burning bushies like a Moses epiphany Nuyorican Only spirits hear me speakin My melanin prophetic Almost own the populace We adding to the masses Let’s climb the social classes By any means 2Pac in my arteries Batteries in my knees running empty Banana clips real tempting Hook: Black Black Black Out Black Black Black Out Black Black Black Out Holla Back If you Know What I’m Talking About Black Black Black Out Black Black Black Black Out Black Black Black Out Black Black Black Black Out Black Out Verse 2: Straight from the gutter Grimy turned butter Where we burn praise Mercked suckas spittin knowledge from a dead state I pluck the nugget and I tuck it in Dutch Start a cyber cipher Brak quit but I think he’s a lifer Saw a Renaissance and wifed her Madoff like an actor Finger on my right to light up Like Omega Got this virus on my hips Declare my independence with a pistol and papyrus Lip service on my hit list Exist to resist Kissed by the frisk Caged life imminent Splitting bricks increments I’m foretold as a spic So I stroll with a limp Change the color in my skin Like a squid in militant predicament Facing beef and I tender it Count my stacks Living double Swat the ax Deep in trouble Words on wax Smell the rubble Cross my path Death dispatched Hook: (Repeat) Verse 3: Social incision Watch my crimson wisdom Lay waste within prisons Doing crunches for my brain Beyond lactic acid pain’s Where my contraction remains Cause This survival shit Is like prune pits tossed in garbage Headed for nuclear carnage Cuffed wrists pay homage Like a dog that returns to vomit You the flies in the heap Leap frog time to feed I’m an owner I lead I’m a giver You need Sweat beads on my seeds turn to hustler’s dreams Lips dry you thirsty Come on take a sip Bridge: I've put the ski mask on and it itches The lord covered my face from the snitches Ribs frictioned as an infant Family in the soup kitchen Tension bubbling My whole hood's in there That shit's troubling I grew up a victim Cold shakes in the kitchen North 5 & driggs in a crib like prison Crack remains on the mantle Yeah my outlook grim Could see the light but only when I closed my eyes tight Second hand high Baking soda was the pen Piece of paper Crumbled dreams Running from the police Running from the goonies Running like the victim in movie Stuck in corners had to scheme CPS turned their back on me Hook: (Repeat)