Lame N****s Universe
Yiggity yern
It's the return
To ease your concern
You petty and you bored
What that gone do for you
Argue for another nigga
Should've been a lawyer
All up in the way
Please don't loiter
Quick to run up on a nigga
But you meek round your boss
Tell a nigga what he ain't
But you frail around them cops
See, they don't know our worth
And we don't teach our own
So that's a nigga in the field
And a nigga back at home
What I'm pose to be
What I'm pose to say
Who I'm pose to lead
Who posed to lead me
They tell me that key is wrapped up in this degree
But what the fuck is education when I don't know me
Ya'll in a lame nigga universe
And I'm a god on earth
They all riding waves
Real niggas don't surf
Liquid swords for tracks and broads
My tongue's a gift and a curse
Metaphors for tracks and broads
Real niggas emerge
I show my niggas real affection with no second guessing
Don't know if they ever had it so
Here's a reflection; I love you my nigga
Pet peeve is seeing us free
But spreading master's oppression
Aka who gives a fuck who fucking who or what them wearing
I just need these toxins out my mind
I need you to be true and
Have spine
They wanna keep us separate let's combine
Real niggas emerge
While that fake shit burns
Ya'll in a lame nigga universe
And I'm a god on earth
They all riding waves
Real niggas don't surf
Liquid swords for tracks and broads
My tongue's a gift and a curse
Metaphors for tracks and broads
Real niggas emerge
It's the return
To ease your concern
You petty and you bored
What that gone do for you
Argue for another nigga
Should've been a lawyer
All up in the way
Please don't loiter
Quick to run up on a nigga
But you meek round your boss
Tell a nigga what he ain't
But you frail around them cops
See, they don't know our worth
And we don't teach our own
So that's a nigga in the field
And a nigga back at home
What I'm pose to be
What I'm pose to say
Who I'm pose to lead
Who posed to lead me
They tell me that key is wrapped up in this degree
But what the fuck is education when I don't know me
Ya'll in a lame nigga universe
And I'm a god on earth
They all riding waves
Real niggas don't surf
Liquid swords for tracks and broads
My tongue's a gift and a curse
Metaphors for tracks and broads
Real niggas emerge
I show my niggas real affection with no second guessing
Don't know if they ever had it so
Here's a reflection; I love you my nigga
Pet peeve is seeing us free
But spreading master's oppression
Aka who gives a fuck who fucking who or what them wearing
I just need these toxins out my mind
I need you to be true and
Have spine
They wanna keep us separate let's combine
Real niggas emerge
While that fake shit burns
Ya'll in a lame nigga universe
And I'm a god on earth
They all riding waves
Real niggas don't surf
Liquid swords for tracks and broads
My tongue's a gift and a curse
Metaphors for tracks and broads
Real niggas emerge
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Writer(s): Alvin Reaves
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