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      Black THougHts

      ScHoolboy Q

      Album: Blank Face

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      ScHoolboy Q - Black THougHts Música y Letra

      Our experience to where we have parents in our lives that were showing us everything, like didn't nobody walk us, our hand and show love like you do this and don't do that. It wasn't like that coming up in our mothafuckin' community. We grew up off of cigarillos... we grew up off of second row, acting like them. A worldwide blade, a real strength....
      
      Yeah that's on the regular
      Smokin' the gas on the regular, man
      Word
      Sippin' on Hen, that's the regular
      
      Pissy sofas, sharin' food with roaches, uh
      I'm gangsta, Crip, my poppa was a bitch
      Left me where hopeless don't exist
      And every neighbor got a fence
      With bars and windows, my mom's slavin' for the rent
      Throwin' dices, GT dyno pool
      Where you hang, we shootin'
      You slip, we stiffin'
      Creative Crippin', uh
      Bitches stoppin' traffic
      This the type of shit that make the MAC a classic
      Reason I'm a pussy magnet
      She learned to carry package
      Been the best at rappin', uh
      Am I this Vegas?
      Your favorite rapper broke, he don't get this paper
      But claim he got a kilo, been born in '93 though
      He tryna fool the people
      Maaaaaan
      
      The joke's on you, mothafucka
      The loc is on you, mothafucka
      I warned you, it's karma
      Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma
      Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma
      Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma
      
      Ain't nothin' changed but the change
      Let's put our brains away from gangs
      Crips and Bloods the old and new slaves
      Shit we even changed our names
      Trying something, new shame while we bang
      But yo, y'all ain't hearin' me
      My homie facin' life, told me that my pride my biggest enemy
      But... you keep your eyes in that dark
      Your mind, it greys your heart
      I wrote these rhymes days apart
      Most of us caught before we can expand our thoughts
      How your grandmother see your corpse?
      How your big homie make your life a book?
      Left you for dead cause he ain't need you, right
      But I'm gon' fade him, right
      Let's put the rags down and raise our kids
      Let's put the guns down and blaze a spliff
      Let's do it now, ain't no buts or ifs
      It took a Blood to get me Pringle chips
      You can learn to fly or take the ladder
      Real nigga shit, all lives matter, both sides
      Man
      
      The joke's on you, mothafucka
      The loc is on you, mothafucka
      I warned you, it's karma
      Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma
      Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma
      Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma

      ScHoolboy Q - Black THougHts Música y Letra

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