Drop Dead
Drop dead
You aint getting shit off the back end
Drop dead
Im trying to bring style back in
Drop dead
All my crip niggas whats cracking
Drop drop
All my blood niggas whats bracking
Drop drop
Pussy ass nigga done went fed
Drop dead
He on the ground they pronounced dead
Drop dead
Im scratching them off like they black heads
I treat them like they friends but they crack heads
Treat they dogs better than a slave
Tear gas us when we in a wave
Wanna see me trapped in a maze
Real niggas hard to find like purple haze
Black man dies no one gives a fuck
Except for the clout thats a double fuck
Cant take a jog unless the sun is up
Cops drilling niggas with hands up
They eyes filled up with big hate
They dont want to see us be great
They just want to see us eat scraps
They dont want to see us eat steak
They dont want to see us get right
They dont want to see us ignite
They just want the world egg white
Want us in the dark with no light
I aint sitting down ima take a stand
We need to come together with a plan
Ima show these people who i am
With my microphone and my handy cam
Protest and throw it on instagram
We need results fast like a lamb
We need tax back from uncle sam
Some of these white folks give a damn
Damn it they dont want to see us make it
Rather see us coming out the jail house naked
All my people looking devastated
trying to play us like we aint educated
I guess they must be intimidated
Every situation you incriminate it
All these trumps niggas look simulated
Fuck a stimulus i aint stimulated
Out here lost with no where to go
Lord forgive us for what we dont know
You be looking at me like a nigga
When you should look at me like bro
Came a way long way from afro
All my dreads represent the growth
Lets catch tigers by the toe
Line them up meeny miny moe
Drop dead
You aint getting shit off the back end
Drop dead
Im trying to bring style back in
Drop dead
All my crip niggas whats cracking
Drop drop
All my blood niggas whats bracking
Drop drop
Pussy ass nigga done went fed
Drop dead
He on the ground they pronounced dead
Drop dead
Im scratching them off like they black heads
I treat them like they friends but they crack heads
You aint getting shit off the back end
Drop dead
Im trying to bring style back in
Drop dead
All my crip niggas whats cracking
Drop drop
All my blood niggas whats bracking
Drop drop
Pussy ass nigga done went fed
Drop dead
He on the ground they pronounced dead
Drop dead
Im scratching them off like they black heads
I treat them like they friends but they crack heads
Treat they dogs better than a slave
Tear gas us when we in a wave
Wanna see me trapped in a maze
Real niggas hard to find like purple haze
Black man dies no one gives a fuck
Except for the clout thats a double fuck
Cant take a jog unless the sun is up
Cops drilling niggas with hands up
They eyes filled up with big hate
They dont want to see us be great
They just want to see us eat scraps
They dont want to see us eat steak
They dont want to see us get right
They dont want to see us ignite
They just want the world egg white
Want us in the dark with no light
I aint sitting down ima take a stand
We need to come together with a plan
Ima show these people who i am
With my microphone and my handy cam
Protest and throw it on instagram
We need results fast like a lamb
We need tax back from uncle sam
Some of these white folks give a damn
Damn it they dont want to see us make it
Rather see us coming out the jail house naked
All my people looking devastated
trying to play us like we aint educated
I guess they must be intimidated
Every situation you incriminate it
All these trumps niggas look simulated
Fuck a stimulus i aint stimulated
Out here lost with no where to go
Lord forgive us for what we dont know
You be looking at me like a nigga
When you should look at me like bro
Came a way long way from afro
All my dreads represent the growth
Lets catch tigers by the toe
Line them up meeny miny moe
Drop dead
You aint getting shit off the back end
Drop dead
Im trying to bring style back in
Drop dead
All my crip niggas whats cracking
Drop drop
All my blood niggas whats bracking
Drop drop
Pussy ass nigga done went fed
Drop dead
He on the ground they pronounced dead
Drop dead
Im scratching them off like they black heads
I treat them like they friends but they crack heads
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Writer(s): Paul Humphries
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