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Black Kids Look At Me

gonna drop, all gonna drop If half of what they say is true Look at me when I rock with you If half of what they say is true Look at me when I rock

by the barrels I feel like I'm Al Pacino I'm counting Robert DiNero If a bitch want more? Best believe me that I'm there You can catch me in the middle

with the dollop Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black

my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is at? [P

be misled They'll kill you in your fuckin' bed, they don't sell dope Yo, excuse me, yes, they do but they don't look that much like me Or you but if

, and drop knowledge at the same time But one L.A. station wouldn't play my records one time I'm tryin' to save my community But these bourgeoisie blacks keep on doggin' me

hates me Shady didnt invite me but a star is what he made me Ill blow your fucking mind out if I told you what he paid me He gave me all the pills he

nose off the Sphinx, I made my jeweler add a few mo links, you can look at me and tell I don't care what nobody think, and my face always lookin' like

blood-suck the sun, we manifest these platinum tokens Hail enterprise, complete down and gritty wise guys Ghetto wiz kids, prescribe them as philosophy baptizes Look at