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ROCKABYE BABY (Feat. ScHoolboy Q)

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Yeah yeah
I said niggas pop shit all the time
Me I don't trip 'cause they know
I'm never lyin'
Lookin' between the lines
Feel like Ali in his prime
As-Salaam-Alaikum
alaikum salaam
Peace to my Slimes
and peace to my Crips
Neighborhood police
and they always on the shift
Protect my Bloods
look out for my cuz
When it's all said and done
we be the realest there was
Who else if just not us
If you 'bout this revolution
please stand up
We ain't got no one to trust
Time is running up
feel the burn in my gut
And if you got the guts
scream Fuck Donald Trump
We don't give a fuck
never had one to give
Never will forget
probably never will forgive
Uh I guess that’s just how it is
And they still won't let the
Black man live
Feel the energy surge
through my veins when I flow
Mentally I can never be controlled
No sympathy for foes
my enemies exposed
Will they remember
me when I'm gone
I say rockabye rockabye
rockabye baby
Shotta boy shotta boy
shotta go crazy
Me nuh play games
so please don't play me
Look at what they made me
I'm part of the reason they
still Crippin' out in Brooklyn
Before I was an artist
I would book 'em mm
Push ya shit back while
on them front line nigga
ya lunch time
I'm by them stop sign
you love that wi-fi
On mamas for them dirty dollars
brains on collars
Park the car around the corner
I'll be there in a second
The murder weapon on me
fuck if this bitch start flamin'
The cops patrollin'
get that punk ass
American flag ceremony
Aww damn am I going too far
Give you some flavor to borrow
Bitch yeah it came with the car
It's off-white leveled the hard
You ball might come with a charge
Your kids don't know you no more
Your girl's draws stay on the floor
No phone call accepted in weeks
Your son picked up
on your beef real shit
From gettin' lynched
in field into ownin' buildings
Getting millions
influencin' white children
And oddly we still ain't even
Still a small percentage
of blacks that's eating
Same routines the same
dope fiends
Them nightmare dreams
forever murder season
Bad intentions to them picket fences
They gave us guns
but won't hire us nigga
So we killin' senseless
Homies murked on the bus benches
Retaliation 'cause his mama cryin'
Kept it gangsta 'til I modify 'em
Rockabye rockabye
Feel the energy surge
through my veins when I flow
Mentally I can never be controlled
No sympathy for foes
my enemies exposed
Will they remember me
when I'm gone
I say rockabye rockabye
rockabye baby
Shotta boy shotta boy
shotta go crazy
Me nuh play games
so please don't play me
Look at what they made me