Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 12 Problems , by - Rapsody. Release date: 16.09.2020
Song language: English
12 Problems |
| Yeah, y’all bogus |
| Real goofy |
| I ain’t never lost focus |
| Nah, y’all bogus |
| Yeah, the dark flesh Bob Mar' |
| Speak mine, what you thought dem 99 problems was? |
| War on drugs, legality |
| They got us on fallacies |
| Resorted in casualties |
| I was supposed to resort in the Maldives |
| Now, we in the rallies, now |
| Boxin' in IG now, boxin' like Ali |
| In the memory pourin' Hennessy and Bumbu shot reachin' for the ID |
| Get off my neck, nigga, 'less you a Cuban link ('less you a Cuban link) |
| I think like the Cubans (Like the Cubans) |
| Think you’ll never get Assata back |
| We got ya back T Mallory |
| Carry on like a Prada bag |
| My dogs wit like they quarter lab |
| In the backseat of a patrol car, that’s luck they ain’t call the cornerer |
| Should be hall of fame, corridor (Corridor) |
| The way we run it back (The way we run it back) |
| You’d think it’s 63 (63) |
| I’m thinkin' 60 3's (60 3's) |
| Hunnid and eighty degrees |
| Get ya shit straight, mr. |
| police |
| Did the same thing to Cochise |
| Did the same thing to Rhaheem |
| Did the same thing in our reality, y’all bogus |
| I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest |
| I got 99 problems |
| Baton, bullets, triggers |
| I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest |
| I got 99 problems |
| Baton, bullets, triggers |
| Death come in 3's |
| Every month March, every month March |
| 33 Nip, gotta a heavy heart |
| His killer in jail, y’all don’t get that part |
| Cops kill lawfully, no remorse |
| I don’t wanna hear arguments no more about black on black |
| When white on white |
| They kill they own too |
| And cops the only ones who ain’t accountable |
| Black men in jail for a ounce or two |
| For us it’s punishable (And they still ain’t free) |
| Look at the weed business (Look at the weed business) |
| White man makin' booku (Booku) in Timbuktu |
| Hope they praying at the mosque for us |
| When you create your own |
| You don’t care what they top floor is |
| Y’all thirteenth superstition |
| We get a thirteenth amendment |
| We get a shot back without a shot back, take the shot back and vaccines |
| All we see is murder, murder, murder, murder |
| And you wonder why we gotta disorder? |
| Anxiety, ya die not passing sobriety |
| Atlanta, Georgia, that’s some shit |
| I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest |
| I got 99 problems |
| Baton, bullets, triggers |
| I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest |
| I got 99 problems |
| Baton, bullets, triggers |
| You’re never seen as a victim (Never seen as a victim) |
| Watch you run and walk miles in Michael Vick Tims |
| Been dogged out (Been dogged), no paws in house |
| No daddy, no papi, who the kids gonna call now? |
| (Who the kids gonna call?) |
| But you steady killin' they fathers left and right, our brothers |
| They tryna take you out (They can’t take us out) |
| We don’t die, we multiply |
| Black man, black woman, 12 |