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GRIMM DOZA X YOTARO - BAPE

Lyrics:

You got the markings of a ho nigga
I know you tryna take my soul nigga fuck you fuck you
You a bitch and you know it
You got the marking of a ho nigga
I know you tryna take my soul nigga fuck you fuck you
You a bitch and you know it nigga

Motherfuckin cop wanna stop me
I wanna ask what for?
But his ass probably shoot me down
Probably get a medal for it too.
Ooh this Babylon, cowboy cops no saddle on
kill a young nigga infiltrate my dreams
nightmares i hear Mike Brown screams
I'm dark brown Mike Brown is me
stars and stripes still a joke to me
stars and stripes still a joke to us
American flag just a rope to us with fancy fabric.

They still call us monkeys
but its the dawn of the motherfuckin 
planet of the apes you cant tell me nothin.
Wait till i get my money right.
Swing low chariot, with a black queen on my right, oh no.
You wont stop my shine.

What you gonna do?
When the boy come around?
Oh God damn, change all of yo plans
I'm mad of lightning, Uh
I'm Jimi Hendrix back from the grave.
It's suicide jumpers all along the watchtower
cause we all tired of living like slaves, whoa.
I'm Mike Brown out the underground
cause they spit on my gravestone
no I'm Trayvon Martin strapped with tre on
Stick em, fuck Ferguson PD, fuck New York PD
Fuck Darren Wilson uh.

Chorus

Them take all my black features.
them take all my black leaders
but them youth strapped with the automatic gat
and blast in the bleachers in they schools.
But we the savages, motherfucker done even know what savage is.
Motherfucker never loved us, switch two lanes with my 
nigga Neilson and we making plans.
Sim Seema, he got the keys to the bimmer
it seems i'm Simba I never wanted to be a leader
I miss Aaliyah and I you know i say prayers for Selena
black and brown different features but we got the same future.
They system abuse us, misuse and confuse us
I'm confucius, Martin Ruger King Junior
word to the shooter, shoot crooked cops dead.
Put bullets in they head, bow bow, motherfuck yo vest
Motherfuck yo chest. thats how we all feelin
paint us all as villains, oh no them boys was children
howd you do it to em, no, say howd you do it to em
oh, oh God no. Oh God save me. 
Oh no.

SAVAGES prod. by Losco

Pomegranate Purple

I Dont Love You Anymore

04 - Dom Kennedy-My Type Of Party Prod By DJ Dahi

yea...
yani mo...
yea...

verse 1:

time alone and I need it all
always workin, no seasons off
moody chick but I keep it going
pick it up where I leave it off
in my head but I'm finding balance
achieving peace be my biggest challenge
never think that I forget about ya
don't ever think that I forget about ya
just...

chorus:
call when ya miss me
call when ya miss me
put the phone where ya lips be
put the phone where ya lips be
just call when ya miss me
call when ya miss me
put the phone where ya lips be
I aint Neva too busy

verse 2:

on the road but I'm coming back
don't go having no heart attack
we never know how much time we have
lets leave the past in the past
I loved you then and I love you now
I know how much you love to doubt
baby trust me you got the power
ill hold you up if you hold me down
just...

(chorus)

verse 3:

don't take it to heart when we spend time a part
its so essential to me
needing my space like I landed on mars
please be gentle with me
you know who I am 
and I know who you are
but the consequences will be
bigger if we don't take time to recharge
ooh...

(chorus)

@yanimo_ // miss me (prod. akoslice)

Rough. Mixed not Mastered. First ever recorded track. Enjoy.
I do not own the rights to this beat.

Crystal Unclear

The samples are of Bob Ross and I do not own any of them. Hope yall like this one

SAVAGES prod. by Losco

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