Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fist, artist - Translee. Album song Freedom Summer, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.08.2018
Record label: Digital Nativ3 Culture
Song language: English
Fist |
Verse 1: |
Dreams, manifested, I grabbed them ambidextrous |
I love the world but this the music Alabama mess with |
Sip it slow like I’m a fan of Texas |
Sip it slow like Big Mo and Fat picked a random guest list |
Got me on my plan of excellence |
Conscious women got me on my checklist |
So you know they |
And I don’t need no besties |
All I got is my word and my testes don’t test this reckless shit |
I might put the mic down on some civil rights shit |
Like Killer Mike did I’m on some kill the hype shit |
like you need your light fixed |
And treat you like you OJ and just kill the white bitch |
Tomorrow’s never promised I don’t need no psychic |
And smoking weed might be one of your only vices |
But they’ll treat you like you OJ and just kill the white bitch |
They’ll treat you like you OJ and just- |
Chorus |
Uh, they don’t want black leaders to exist |
Unless it’s points rebounds and assists |
Touch downs rushing yards of the blitz |
Don’t put down your raised up fist |
When that Glock go blam and explode |
Police won’t take your soul |
When there’s no one left to convict |
Don’t put down your raised up fist |
Verse 2: |
We’ve been afflicted, convicted, predicted, evicted, restricted |
And it’s never been simplistic |
Even though we are gifted, uplifted, artistic, exquisite, holistic but we |
treated like we sadistic |