[Intro: Lacey Jackson]
Black cult, black culture
Black cult, black culture
Black cult, black culture
Black cult, black culture
[Hook: Lacey Jackson]
This white man just said, that black culture is dead
Ya'll n***as think ya'll can lead because yo' guns are filled with lead
Down at his record store, my n***as went and found him
Looked that man right in his face, and asked to buy his album
I say This white man just said, that black culture is dead
Ya'll n***as think ya'll can lead because yo' guns are filled with lead
Down at his record store, my n***as went and found him
Looked that man right in his face, and asked to buy his album
[Verse 1: Lacey Jackson]
Homie racist but he keep it real n***as want to buy that sh**
Cuz ever since rappers ain't have to have bars they just started selling beats can't rewind that sh**
But they a play it in the club
Where they call the girls b**hes and these broke n***as actin' like they all rich
Why you tryna prove that you got the best hands
Knockin' n***as out cuz you ain't got nothing in ya plans
What the f** we doin'
Watch a n***a young pursuin' his dreams while the dumb n***as is shootin'
Won't name drop but control yourself, The no name n***a no name you better know ya self
That punch was felt like honey this the grown up juice
These n***as here the pain in the words i use
They used to being n***as that they used to be theses clubs hooks what nooses used to be, the hook like
[Hook: Lacey Jackson]
This white man just said, that black culture is dead
Ya'll n***as think ya'll can lead because yo' guns are filled with lead
Down at his record store, my n***as went and found him
Looked that man right in his face, and asked to buy his album
I say This white man just said, that black culture is dead
Ya'll n***as think ya'll can lead because yo' guns are filled with lead
Down at his record store, my n***as went and found him
Looked that man right in his face, and asked to buy his album
[Verse:2 Lacey Jackson]
n***a n***a n***a
Now will I blow like Tridinad, throw away the pen pad Life
My n***a
Am I the one if I'm getting cash women that I didn't smash few
I got b**hes
Yea I could rap like that but my interests
Involve more than s*uts and getting rich, 1st thing I ask Hov does Marcy still exist
They say is he is tryna diss
Tell em if the Tom Ford fits
Swear i got the glitch, man theses n***as don't know nothing
Higher than em all i don't smoke on nothing
Give them boys something to do, ya'll n***as talk a lot sh** but, none of it's true
You got balls ain't none of em blue
You the one that f**ed the game up
A young n***a with his chain tucked dollars bill and change won't change us
The hook like
[Hook: Lacey Jackson]
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead
Black cult black culture
This white man just said that black culture is dead (dead)
Black culture