Xali - Huey Newton lyrics

They told me, be less vicious My n***a what? Diggin' ditches with deep diction Two motherf**s, metal fork or MILF stickin' One mother stuck my s** game so flow gifted That's different strokes no strokes jokes, Gary Coleman I terry the numb, the torment from this cold land Chase the dough man, see a poor man Never hold the whole hand *Steal from a dome, feel a**ault at your whole hand?* More demented than predicted The bad seas sprung among a field of born Christians I'm Moses as a baby, distract by a casket Downside of the basket, chasing after this bad sh** Pa** this, reminisce it, when you pa** piff Blue dreams, seeing sad scenes from my last hit Coupe n***as told me get they a** and they cash quick Make profit for p**y and profit p**y and packaging That might be some STD's pa**ed with it n***a, keep it moving. Don't trust her pa** for sh** Still, we stay real. No silicone in the syllables Steady s**ing simple balls, sealed down by silly hoes Navy seal in your phonebook, get your hoe took See she psychotic in the closet, get your dome shook Call it no look Xali, no hook I'm from the motherland, k**ing slave masters by my brothers hand Let the slave beat ride n***a The house servants whose purpose is just to hide triggers All through the masters house when they ram shack Feeling in the air, like a lick behind a gram sack Broke dealers stuck up on the corner smoking half they owe That addiction to deep hits taking half they soul Xali, aggressive action Soul flows so tactical Chaotic invasion, we lack control Mentally we pick cotton This rebellion is an option Cotton Higher knowledge Cotton kush for your conscious Bart Simpson explicit with a nappy motherf**ing fade Choked out from tucking J Farmed out my f**ing brain What a shame homies My brain turns insane in the contained lonely Couple n***as told me they gon' put it on me like Janoby n***as reside where hoes be One of you b**hes show me Still waitin' my n***a