Lyrics Black Son Hole - Acumen Nation

Black Son Hole

Yeah!
and you’ll say…
From the streets this what’s goin' on…
Devastation equation -- information for the.
Devastation equation -- information for the.
Devastation equation -- information for the crack-nation.
Urban terror craze, ghetto fever all too clear
These are crossfire days, so just cheer on the violence
Lead your target, aim, try to fabricate the streets
You know the currency flow, if the pigment fits!
I bought myself some stock!
in a blacker skin
Needle’s getting hot, so i’m cashin' in!
As long as our prison bars are regulation thick
I can add to my urban sounds collection
The pacification of insurgent behavior
Lies within this dirty greed
I couldn’t believe your rivers dried up that fast
Well every player knows
The ins and outs of his bitches and hoes
True life looks better as thug life
Ask tommy and remy and sean john
Rock the bells as a fool’s pawn
Suck the hood of its cred and then you long gone
Off tracking your rhymes up in the gilded hills
(while another baby brother’s generation is killed)
The pacification of insurgent behavior
Lies within this dirty greed
I couldn’t believe your rivers dried up that fast
The autobiographical pain that you paid for
In the sum of all your selves
Fattens the white wal-lets while
Your race is -- bleeding out
I bought myself some stock in a.
blacker skin
Needle’s getting hot so i’m.
cashin' in!
As long as our prison bars are regulation thick
I can add to my.
urban sounds collection
But there’s something you should KNOW!
Something you should know…
The pacification of insurgent behavior
Lies within this dirty greed
I couldn’t believe your rivers dried up that fast
The autobiographical pain that you paid for
In the sum of all your selves
Fattens the white wal-lets while
Your race is -- bleeding out
Bleeding out!..