Black Syllabus
As far as this timidness; that's gone
I'm charged. This limitless
Play my part. Certificate
Locking it. Caught in this prison it's
Hard bars. Been generous. My skin, it feel so villainous
Wiser with all this penmanship
You'll need a visor for all this vividness
All caught up on the syllabus?
Talk too loud, you "niggerish"
Walk too wild, yo safety is hit or miss
Talk too proud then they getting rid of it, shit
Black skin, yeah, it been a risk
I can get hit after getting rich
They gather; the enemy. Pick a list
No matter the color or skin it is. Switch, they tripping
Peers be clout chasing. I do not know what that feels like
Cheers to having shit popping on Instagram and up in real life
Nigga, I sleep in the booth. The fuck
You fucks. Been tucked in it real tight
Rapping and writing these bars
Be rapping so hard, but something don't feel right
You could be chill, for real. Head on straight
That shit'll be still priced
You could be right all ya life
And still get killed. Nigga, they killed Christ
Real life, whatever we do. Killed twice. Our legacy too
Feel like whenever we blue. Still tight. Forever be true
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
One then it's some. Here they come. Here they go (Go)
I don't wanna hear bullshit no mo (No mo)
Talking bout my hair. I don't care. Let it grow (Grow)
Talking bout my skin. I don't bend. Let it glow (Glow)
(As far as my)
You gotta be calm, you gotta be quiet
You gotta be meek, you gotta be mild
And when you suffer, you can't speak out
So no one knows
Because of my skin, I'ma have to prove
Myself more than motherfuckers who
Have privilege to bend the rules
That's how it goes
I'm done with the bullshit, everyday have to show that
We're not the real threat, can I get a witness?
Enough with the pain, black joy with no shame
Black love no restrain, we'll make a way
Cause I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I'm so tired
Of the hurt that I have in my mind
That the world would rather see me die
Than to find the value for my life
Oh oh, our culture is their goal
Oh oh, but they don't want our woes
I'm not finished
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit, ugh
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
One then it's some. Here they come. Here they go (Go)
I don't wanna hear bullshit no mo (No Mo)
Talking bout my hair. I don't care. Let it grow (Grow)
Talking bout my skin. I don't bend. Let it glow (Glow)
As far as my melanin (Glow!)
I don't give a fuck. I am celibate
I celebrate all of my reverence
I am respected in places I never been
(That boy cold, oh!)
The future. Ahead of it
Some people be thinking it's arrogant
(That boy cold, oh!)
Been feeling so relevant
A nigga moment. Don't know the right etiquette
(That boy cold, oh!)
Letterman Letterman, I tell'em, I swear
There's nobody surreal as us
Super intelligent, but know how to smash
I know how to switch it up
Speaking in elephant
Unless you in water, nobody as big as us
Speeding; the pedal bent. Not falling behind
I know how to pick it up
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Draw a crowd. Is it thick enough? (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
The competition gone be sick of us (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Throw that ass if it's thick enough? (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
The competition gone be sick of us (Ugh)
I'm charged. This limitless
Play my part. Certificate
Locking it. Caught in this prison it's
Hard bars. Been generous. My skin, it feel so villainous
Wiser with all this penmanship
You'll need a visor for all this vividness
All caught up on the syllabus?
Talk too loud, you "niggerish"
Walk too wild, yo safety is hit or miss
Talk too proud then they getting rid of it, shit
Black skin, yeah, it been a risk
I can get hit after getting rich
They gather; the enemy. Pick a list
No matter the color or skin it is. Switch, they tripping
Peers be clout chasing. I do not know what that feels like
Cheers to having shit popping on Instagram and up in real life
Nigga, I sleep in the booth. The fuck
You fucks. Been tucked in it real tight
Rapping and writing these bars
Be rapping so hard, but something don't feel right
You could be chill, for real. Head on straight
That shit'll be still priced
You could be right all ya life
And still get killed. Nigga, they killed Christ
Real life, whatever we do. Killed twice. Our legacy too
Feel like whenever we blue. Still tight. Forever be true
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
One then it's some. Here they come. Here they go (Go)
I don't wanna hear bullshit no mo (No mo)
Talking bout my hair. I don't care. Let it grow (Grow)
Talking bout my skin. I don't bend. Let it glow (Glow)
(As far as my)
You gotta be calm, you gotta be quiet
You gotta be meek, you gotta be mild
And when you suffer, you can't speak out
So no one knows
Because of my skin, I'ma have to prove
Myself more than motherfuckers who
Have privilege to bend the rules
That's how it goes
I'm done with the bullshit, everyday have to show that
We're not the real threat, can I get a witness?
Enough with the pain, black joy with no shame
Black love no restrain, we'll make a way
Cause I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I'm so tired
Of the hurt that I have in my mind
That the world would rather see me die
Than to find the value for my life
Oh oh, our culture is their goal
Oh oh, but they don't want our woes
I'm not finished
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
As far as my ignorance; that's gone. I've drawn this syllabus
Talking. Y'all not listening. Caution. Might just benefit, ugh
Rock hard, won't bend a bit. Dog, y'all not legitimate
Rumbling summoning spirits it's abundant, but what is the limit it's
One then it's some. Here they come. Here they go (Go)
I don't wanna hear bullshit no mo (No Mo)
Talking bout my hair. I don't care. Let it grow (Grow)
Talking bout my skin. I don't bend. Let it glow (Glow)
As far as my melanin (Glow!)
I don't give a fuck. I am celibate
I celebrate all of my reverence
I am respected in places I never been
(That boy cold, oh!)
The future. Ahead of it
Some people be thinking it's arrogant
(That boy cold, oh!)
Been feeling so relevant
A nigga moment. Don't know the right etiquette
(That boy cold, oh!)
Letterman Letterman, I tell'em, I swear
There's nobody surreal as us
Super intelligent, but know how to smash
I know how to switch it up
Speaking in elephant
Unless you in water, nobody as big as us
Speeding; the pedal bent. Not falling behind
I know how to pick it up
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Draw a crowd. Is it thick enough? (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh)
The competition gone be sick of us (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Throw that ass if it's thick enough? (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
Drop it down. Pick it up (Ugh, ugh)
The competition gone be sick of us (Ugh)
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Writer(s): Johnny Core
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