Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black History, artist - PRhyme.
Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Song language: English
Black History |
Soon as I was born, I knew I was due to do some damage |
Came out the womb, doctors passed me around the room and panicked |
Four pounds, dark purple, couldn’t even breathe on my own |
Shakin' baby in an incubator, breathin' machine for my lungs |
Doctor told my mom and pops they gon' have to keep me for a couple months |
Papa regretting doin' coke, mama probably those couple blunts |
Little did they know there was nothing to be ashamed of as long as we |
Keep the unconditional love between us, I feel like the Mona Lisa |
Hospital found out my pops had a lapse in his insurance |
I learned just how people are quick to turn |
The doctor came back and said, «We're gon' release him» |
That’s the same thing in my first deal the label head said |
Same as the judge after 365 days in jail cells |
You probably think my moms and pops ain’t raise me well |
Wait, please, I was hard-headed |
The only person who could get through to me was maybe JAY-Z |
They tried to give my autistic son medicine for ADHD |
Same kid who could look at a piano and memorize all 88 keys |
I learned everything I need to know at day one in the hospital |
They gonna doubt you, nigga |
And you can’t even pay no one to care about you, nigga |
As we proceed to give you what you need |
My name is DJ Premier |
I’d like to introduce to you AntMan Wonder |
On behalf of Bad-Half Entertainment and Works of Mart |
PRhyme 2 is comin' (Comin', comin'…) |
As we proceed to give you what you need |
Y’all know what it is |
We’d like to welcome you to another round of hip-hop in its purest form |
On behalf of Heaven Studios and Works of Mart—we comin' (Comin', comin'…) |
1966, March 21st (Wooh!) |
In July 17th, '61 marks the birth (Wooh!), the birth of two phenoms |
I’m talking about Chris Edward Martin and Keith Edward Elam (Okay) |
This is for the real Gang Starr fans, not the ones who call us P-Rhyme (Word) |
One come from Massachusetts, the other from Texas |
Had a dream to become the next shit, filled up his whole truck trunk with |
records |
And moved to New York, that’s where Premier the god linked with Guru the lord |
If ever duplicated, Hell froze and there was a blue moon before it (Preach) |
And that shit birthed Group Home Freddie Foxxx, inspired shit |
Like Jay Z, Nas, B.I.G, I’m just comin' clean like the Jeru song (Wooh!) |
Yo! |
MTV raps, Rakim in the back |
Fab 5 Freddy in the hat interviewin' Chubb Rock |
Pac in the cut with his boots and Juice on (R-I-P) |
Pac still killin' to this day, still the one they tryna be (Yup) |
Y’all know I’m from Detroit, I’m diggin' in the crates, now I’m from the |
diamond-D |
I ain’t wit the showbiz, I’m just AG tryna sign me a Fat Joe deal |
And go and ball and every bitch I got OT is on call |
(What's that?) |
That’s O. C, bitch, I confess that I finesse |
I smile at death like Malcolm X, I’m solid, yes, in '99 |
I told myself, if I could figure out how to bottle that, I’d be out of debt |
Y’all niggas is novices, y’all can just move inside (Wooh) |
I got that car pedestrian confidence, yessir (Yessir), I got that Uber Drive |
Y’all wanna know who the best is? |
Look around at who alive and who done died |
(Then what?) Then look at me, Kendrick Lamar, and Pusha T |
Em and the Slaughters, y’all don’t have to look any farther for the rhymers |
(Damn!) |
Y’all are the past, at the present time, I’m the future |
'Cause all my competition tryna be designers |
I’m just tired of being underrated by these lazy bloggers |
They just tired of re-rewindin' |
Y’all tired of me saying I’m the greatest? |
(Y'all tired yet?) |
Fuck y’all, I’m tired of re-remindin' (Ha ha!) |
I survived Vietnam and my city laid me a grave |
Preem laced me boom-boom-God-damn with Lady of Rage |
Since then I’ve been on my Jamie in «Ray», nobody seein' me (Uh uh) |
She douche, I give her dick she’ll never forget, that’s D and D, Preem, cut me! |
Come on back with me, this black history… |
«I'll be back, but for now, just—» |
Come on back with me, this black history |
Premier’s on the wheels, yeah, we makin' black history |
«I'll be back, but for now, just—» |
Come on back with me, this textbook Big L and Pun, on the real to real—that |
black history |
I made up my mind (Mind!), went to sleep dead (Dead!) |
That’s in the past, I’m gon' wake up alive-live-live-live |
We takin' over this shit this year! |
Preem, cut me! |
«I'll be back, but for now, just—» |
Come on back with me, this black history… |