Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song C.N.B., artist - Vince Staples. Album song Summertime '06, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
C.N.B. |
Oh no, oh no |
Oh no, oh no, oh no |
Oh no, oh no, oh no |
Oh no, oh no, oh no |
Oh no, oh no, oh no |
I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing |
Look in the mirror like, «God damn,» I know they wanna be him |
I wake up feeling like I am the realest nigga walking |
So watch your step and watch that shit you’re talking, okay? |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
So watch the shit that you say, okay? |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
So watch the shit that you say |
On 65 I tell the truth, no lies |
(I tell the truth no lies) |
The sheets and crosses turned to suits and ties |
(They turn to suits and ties) |
In Black America, can you survive? |
(How well do you survive?) |
They made a nuisance once the noose is tied |
(Soon as the noose was tied) |
We gentrified, we victimized, we fighting for survival |
(Survival) |
No hopes and dreams, just leave us be, we leanin' on the bible |
They preyin' on us, prayin' for a better day tomorrow |
Hide the fear behind this here bravado |
(Oh) |
I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing |
Look in the mirror like, «God damn,» I know they wanna be him |
I wake up feeling like I am the realest nigga walking |
So watch your step and watch that shit you’re talking, okay? |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
So watch the shit that you say, okay? |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
So watch the shit that you say |
Okay |
We black skinheads for real, was bred to kill |
(Was born and bred to kill) |
Been leavin' niggas hangin', what you sayin'? |
(What are you saying) |
Don’t shake my hand unless you’re passin' payment |
(Passing my payment) |
Keep your salutations, need my forty acres |
(Why why why) |
Why they hate us? |
Why they want to rape us for our culture? |
They greet, defeat us, bleed us, then they leave us for the vultures |
They break the brilliant off with millions, tryna to break their focus |
More tan the man, the more alone and hopeless |
I wake up feeling like I am the coldest nigga breathing |
Look in the mirror like, «God damn» I know they wanna be him |
I wake up feeling like I am the realest nigga walking |
So watch your step and watch that shit you’re talking, okay? |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
So watch the shit that you say, okay? |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay) |
So watch the shit that you say |
Okay |