Nagasaki

Ayo puffing the herb got it Irv like I'm Gotti
Hit that smoke back got me
Throwing blows like Karate(Watoooh)
Oddly
Rappers like soldiers see they copy copy
I got they moms providing Michelin star sloppy today
She belong to the streets like street lights and beer fights
Broken rear lights clapped the engine up a gear twice
I eat rappers like Maki, No soy could never be me
Before he grabbed the mic I slashed his ass like sashimi
Nigga take off that Dashiki and stop acting like a communist
A pan African who don't know who Marcus Garvey is? (Laugh)
It's obvious, like Mr West in an all black audience
I'm close to godliness, minus black degradation
Bust my bars over these DAWs
Artificial insemination
Spiritual penetration to your mind nohomo
I know y'all like the way this came in your ear
Snare bounce like a pogo
Or a lover with lies contained over years
Who left with change for a beer and David Blaine dissapeared

Fuck our black queens, I'd rather have me a white bitch
Mentality of most of these niggaz that I vibe with
In actuality it ain't a story I'm consigned wifh
Nagasaki dosage in our pockets made us mindless

I clicked my heels three times
Landed in my girls arms
Guess home is where the heart is
And she is where the start is
So many tried to stop us and all them failed
Can't win the rat race when you slow as a snail
Plus we harness the jewels, that only few can plunder
When these bitches walk by, a nigga turn Stevie Wonder
Yes I'm very superstitious, rhyme styles vary but they vicious
I stay ambitious not pretentious these beats delicious
I keep munitions
You couldn't get the beat to come with your weak positions
I leave incisions like the wrist of a suicidal
Stay controversial like a Jewish idol
But who am I though, the son of where the sea meets the land
Where the water meets the sand with flavor so never bland
The black man, the African the original man
Descendant of Eve with a spiritual blend



Credits
Writer(s): Somuadina Ikeotuonye
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