Tag: Black Lives Matter

Lil Wayne – FL4M3$ Lyrics

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[Intro: DJ Khaled]
No Ceilings 3

[Verse 1: Lil Tune]
I’m on your block with money on top
Black Lives Matter, what’s up with these cops?
I’m spittin’ this fire, I do not expire
Just pass me the lighter and we not gon’ stop
They callin’ me Freddy, you know I’m the Kreuger
Teachin’ these classes like I am a tutor
Got too much girls, I’m callin’ them hooters
Kobe, number eight
Most of these girls, they switch with the fame
If he just want money then get out my lane (Ching, ching)
These vibes are so crazy, I’m goin’ insane
I pull up to school, you know I ain’t late
They call me “Lil’ psychic”, got medium fade
I see that you’re nervous, I see it in your face
They call me “Almight”, you cannot escape
You cannot escape, you cannot escape (Nope)
Just got a new ‘Rari and bought a new Lambo (Skrrt)
I’m watchin’ a movie but it is not Rambo
Killin’ this beat, I know you a fan, bro
I know you a fan, bro
I’m not Chinese but pull up with chop-sticks
I’m like La Flame, I’m bringing the mosh pits
I am the villain, no reason to stop this
No reason to stop this
I don’t want ‘rona but pull up with soap (Corona)
I am so great that they call me the G.O.A.T
I pray to God that I get a blessing
I am young grinder, no need for resting
My name is Dwayne, put respect on that
Gettin’ this money, I stack up racks (Racks)
These rappers in my lane, I spit facts
Your breath stink, need some Tic Tacs (Tic Tac)

[Chorus: Lil Tune]
They call me “Lil Tune” but I go by, “Tunie”
No Netflix and chill, I’m watchin’ a movie
I’m wearing no Nike, I’m rockin’ that Gucci
That boy, he a fraud, he wearin’ that Fucci

[Post-Chorus: Lil Tune]
Y’all think that I’m playin’
I’ma go crazy, might go Super Saiyan
I’ma take your girl, I mean, I’m just sayin’
Hands together ’cause we gon’ start prayin’ (Amen)

[Verse 2: Lil Tune]
I’m spitting this heat
Boy, I bought them shoes on your feet
Y’all needa listen, so take a seat
They “Rest in paradise”, that’s R.I.P
The legend direction above me
That dude is a joke, I call him “Dummy”
I laugh at him ’cause he look funny
My money bouncin’, it bounce like a bunny, ayy, ayy
I’m goin’ crazy, I work all day, you can’t call me lazy
I’m not a Blood but I’ma go brazy
Don’t look at my ice, your mind might get hazy
I take your girl, I’m leavin’ you sad
If I take your girl, you finna be mad
She told her mom, her mama was glad
Shout out Lil Wayne, yeah, that’s my dad (Lil Tunechi)

[Chorus: Lil Tune]
They call me “Lil Tune” but I go by, “Tunie”
No Netflix and chill, I’m watchin’ a movie
I’m wearing no Nike, I’m rockin’ that Gucci
That boy, he a fraud, he wearin’ that Fucci
They call me “Lil Tune” but I go by, “Tunie”
No Netflix and chill, I’m watchin’ a movie
I’m wearing no Nike, I’m rockin’ that Gucci
That boy, he a fraud, he wearin’ that Fucci

[Post-Chorus: Lil Tune]
Think that I’m playin’
I’ma go crazy, might go Super Saiyan
I’ma take your girl, I mean, I’m just sayin’
Hands together ’cause we gon’ start prayin’ (Amen)
Y’all that I’m playin’
I’ma go crazy, might go Super Saiyan
I’ma take your girl, I mean, I’m just sayin’
Hands together ’cause we gon’ start prayin’ (Amen, yeah, yeah)

[Outro: DJ Khaled]
The legendary, the icon, the best rapper alive
Weezy, Lil Wayne
This is No Ceilings 3

Joyner Lucas – On This Way Lyrics

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[Chorus: Lyla]
And I think I been countin’ my hardest days
Lord, won’t you save me? Oh
You know what I’ve been prayin’ for
And I never thought I’d see this day, yeah
I gotta make a change
And I think I been countin’ my hardest days

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas & Lyla]
Uh, writin’ plans to make a new report (Yeah)
Grind hard and turn my basement to a jewelry store
If you don’t do it for your kids, then who you do it for?
I’m tryna read and learn some shit I never knew before
Focused on investments (Yeah)
Build me up some new resorts
We can manifest it (Word)
You’d rather hit the Louis store
Wastin’ all your blessings
Carе about the ones who doubt you
Just to impress somе hoes who never gave a fuck about you
Just what I discovered
Never believed in family, that word is really a cover
Just a title that have the advantage to keep you under (Oh, yeah)
I got nigga I consider brothers more than my brothers
So watch it, you show your colors
We livin’ in a world where prison walls is depravation (Yeah)
Livin’ in a world where snitchin’ calls for celebration (Yeah)
Livin’ in a world where niggas crawl and segregation
Rainy nights and desperation
Pray we fight the legislation
Protest until we flatline, paralyzed (Uh)
They throwin’ stones at my Black Lives Matter signs (Oh)
Made a change but we still not satisfied
I can’t smile half the time I’m still (I’m still)
I’m still waitin’, sittin’ plottin’ on the couch (Word)
‘Cause I know that I ain’t safe when all these cops on the prowl (Yeah)
Tryna think of other ways, but we ain’t got no other route
I’m startin’ to understand that shit that Pac was talkin’ ‘bout (Word)
[Chorus: Lyla & Joyner Lucas]
And I think I been countin’ my hardest days
Lord, won’t you save me? Oh
You know what I’ve been prayin’ for (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
And I never thought I’d see this day (Uh, uh, uh, uh), yeah
I gotta make a change
And I think I been countin’ my hardest days
Lord, won’t you save me? Oh
You know what I’ve been prayin’ for
And I never thought I’d see this day, yeah
I gotta make a change
And I think I been countin’ my—

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas & Lyla]
Look, time is money and the clock tickin’
I teach my son love and respect, that’s a God given (Word)
My sperm donor never been shit, just a flop
Listen, if it wasn’t for my step-pops, I’d prolly turn out different (Facts)
Probably be in a cell doin’ a life sentence (Facts)
Probably have twenty baby mamas and nine bitches (Facts)
Probably grow up misguided, twisted inside the system
Dropped out and failed ‘cause nobody listen to my admission (Yeah)
Sick of gettin’ in fights with niggas less educated
Sick of gettin’ advice from niggas who never made it (Ooh)
Sick of bein’ polite to people with lesser patience
Oftentimes, I wonder where I would be if I never made it
The hatin’ always comes from niggas that wish they had all your blessings or the clout (True)
And bad vibes forever, but I’m destined on this route (Yeah)
I’m startin’ to understand that shit that X was talkin’ ‘bout (Word)
And I think I been countin’ my—
[Interlude: XXXTENTACION]
Worst thing comes to worst, I’ll fuckin’ die a tragic death or some shit
And I’m not able to see out my dreams
I at least wanna know that the kids perceive my message and were able to make something of themselves
And able to take my message and use it and turn it into somethin’ positive
And to, to at least have a good life

[Verse 3: The Game]
If it ain’t black on, I’m prolly gon’ use it to chop crack on
Hard white for all them hard nights I had my back on
Roach-infested carpet, tip-toe in my mother’s room
See a dresser and felt no pressure when takin’ a twenty off it
Compton like a closed coffin
We walkin’ to school coughin’
Often high off the gun smoke
Boston had at the front door
Cookin’ class, I’m J-Hov
Rock it up on they stove
Me and my teacher goin’ back and forth
Like No Name and J. Cole
You said I would never be what?
I wouldn’t amount to what?
Now you in this Trader Joe’s same lines, sayin’, “Wassup?” (Oh)
Talkin’ ‘bout like how you like my songs, not knowin’ it was me
Security had me in a headlock and I told you I couldn’t breathe
Now it’s Black Lives Matter and white letters on your shirt
Now how many black lives did you help, or did you hurt?
Did you handicap, block, push to excel or did you hinder?
Since hindsight’s twenty/twenty, I guess you don’t remember
Now you with your mixed child, havin’ all these mixed feelings
But do your black husband know you tried to burn down our village?
But never mind, from the line, that’s for y’all to figure out
Just know that boy who wasn’t shit bailed all his niggas out
And it’s my black queen, I kiss her on her black lips
And she rock Off-White ‘cause she support black shit
And I’m blacker than the [?] on a Spike Lee flick
Black like the pick stuck in the afro of Kaepernick

Anderson .Paak – Lockdown (Video Edit) Lyrics

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[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
You should’ve been downtown (Word)
The people are risin’ (For real?)
We thought it was a lockdown (What?)
They opened the fire (Damn)
Them bullets was flyin’ (Ooh)
Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]
Oh my
Time heals all, but you out of time now (Now)
Judge gotta watch us from the clock tower (True)
Lil’ tear gas cleared the whole place out
I’ll be back with the hazmat for the next round
We was tryna protest, then the fires broke out
Look out for the secret agents, they be planted in the crowd
Said, “It’s civil unrest,” but you sleep so sound
Like you don’t hear the screams when we catchin’ beatdowns?
Stayin’ quiet when they killin’ niggas, but you speak loud
When we riot, got opinions comin’ from a place of privilege
Sicker than the COVID how they did him on the ground
Speakin’ of the COVID, is it still goin’ around?
And won’t you tell me ’bout the lootin’? What’s that really all about?
‘Cause they throw away black lives like paper towels
Plus unemployment rate, what, forty million now?
Killed a man in broad day, might never see a trial
We just wanna break chains like slaves in the South
Started in the North End but we in the downtown
Riot cops tried to block, now we got a showdown
(Citizens of Los Angeles) Down
(I hereby declare this to be an unlawful assembly)
(And in the name of the people of the State of California)

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
You should’ve been downtown (Command all those assembled)
The people are risin’ (Right here)
We thought it was a lockdown
They opened the fire (Ooh)
Them bullets was flyin’
(Lockdown, we ain’t gotta stop because they tell us to)
Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Turn on your tube dawg, look how they do us
Knee on our necks, bullets in backs
Stimulus checks strictly for blacks?
History repeatin’, people scared to eat a chicken
Everybody goin’ vegan, what they put in it?
Look at the world we livin’ in, they got it shook
And then you go on your jog, then your color might get you took
And yet the man in the mirror, can’t look away, you gotta look at it
Black Lives Matter, so what it means when they shoot at it?
Generation, genocide, what happened to enterprise?
Heard the man infiltrated, Black Panther, re-energize
Ain’t nothin’ to figure out, they tryna kill us out
If I take a kneel, see my fist? I’m a killer now
Just think, bullshit, you gotta filter out
Are you really ready for the smoke like a Swisher house?
Ready for the revolution, who ready to ride? It won’t be televised
So tell me, who ready to die? If downtown goin’ up
Where we at with the shits? We at the liquor store, nigga
‘Bout to get us a fifth, know they ’bout to start lootin’
Grab the gloves and masks, watch out for them tanks
When they rollin’ past, yeah, ahaha

[Verse 3: Anderson .Paak]
Uh, okay
Never understand why they do it
Someone cut the channel off the news ‘fore I lose it (Nah)
I ain’t even trippin’, if you wit’ it, then we lootin’ (Nah)
Help me put this Louis in the back of Suzuki (Ooh), o-he
Had to break it down so smoothly (Smooth)
They gon’ say, “It’s not about race,” but we movin’ (Fuckin’) ho, power
Copped the tre pound, had to put that in my name
Wish a nigga play now (Yeah)
Any given day, I’ll be headed to the pulpits (Yeah)
Say a lil’ prayer, matter fact, I need two of ’em, ooh
Won’t he do it? Won’t he do it?
Ooh, this ain’t ’92 so we into new rules
Niggas got hip, so we don’t loot the projects
‘Bout to hit Rodeo with my lil’ cousin Marcus
Someone threw a whole brick in the Neiman Marcus (Ah)
Help me put the whole mannequin in the Charger

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
You should’ve been downtown (Down)
The people are risin’ (Look around)
We thought it was a lockdown (Lockdown)
They opened the fire (Had to get low, fire)
Them bullets was flyin’ (Down, down)
Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie (Ooh-wee)

[Post-Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Lockdown, we ain’t gotta stop ’cause they tell us to
Downtown, where I got popped with the rubber bullet
Tre pound (Uh), got it in my name now, I’ma shoot it
Lockdown, we ain’t gotta stop ’cause they tell us to
Downtown

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